Oskar Hansen

Inconsolable - Poem by Oskar Hansen

The Inconsolable

A yellow house stands with a setting of forest,
behind, shimmering fog and snow has fallen.
Through the living room of the house we see
a festive christmas tree, but for its emptiness
absence of a child´s happy voice, the tree has
lost its meaning…

A car drives up, a big family car, and has
an empty child- seat in the back, a woman gets
out, a man drives the car into the garage, when
he comes back; he sits beside his wife looking
at a TV`s blank screen. They both cry together,
but are still not able to utter the child´s name.

Comments about Inconsolable by Oskar Hansen

  • (12/17/2012 4:53:00 AM)

    This is a fine testament to a dark night of the soul: (the Germans like to say eine dunkle Nacht der Seele.) This made my wife cry because we lost a little girl in infancy. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, December 17, 2012

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