Oskar Hansen

Religious Zealot - Poem by Oskar Hansen

He rose from the sea
On the third day of his death
A murmuring night
A haar, breathing to the shores
Of the Bay of Bengal
Silent sea mist
A whispering: Bora, Bora my love
Forget me not.
The saint’s longing for purity
Drowned in terror and blood.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, May 6, 2011

Poem Edited: Saturday, May 7, 2011

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