Oskar Hansen


The Absence Of Mind - Poem by Oskar Hansen

There is an elephant in the room it’s in the corner eating my
straw mattress the one I have had since childhood and could
not bear to get rid of, because all my dreams are hidden in
the stalks of cereal plants; white now as an old man’s beard,
yet soft as the fleece of a spring born lamb.

Ah, memory of a good life lived; sing for m let me write down
what happened so long time ago when time was forever and
forgetfulness was a youthful distraction on a jubilant day.
Poor memory is more sinister now, what is forgotten will not
be remembered, so I need my dreams.

It is true that once upon a time I was seafarer, but since I do
not recall well, I have to invent my tales, yet I have seen and
feared the irate sea. I must write all this down if the elephant
eat the last straw my dreams will be blank screen.


Comments about The Absence Of Mind by Oskar Hansen

  • (12/7/2011 6:11:00 AM)


    Really liked this a really great poem.
    Enjoyed reading it. A great write.
    May i invite you to read my new poem called,
    Drug Fueled.
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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, December 7, 2011

Poem Edited: Wednesday, December 7, 2011


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