Poetry by
Jan Oskar Hansen
| Remember Seville We used to drink bubbly white wine, when slightly drunk and in the mood we made passionate love. She went up to Lisbon, a new job, came back after a year, didn't like Lisbon, she said. We took up where we had left off, but something had changed the river we swam in was hazy and no rainbow trout waked at dawn. Let's go to Seville, she said; we did and prayed in every church for a cure from an illness that has no real name. Late at night we ended up in a Tapa bar where she saw herself as a female toreador with the blood of defeated men on her hands But unforgiving mirror told another story When I awoke she had gone out, found her in a café drinking brandy with those who fear daylight; she had given up this unfair fight against an illness that has no real name. |
| Moon and Finland Over Finland the half moon peeved, Growing pain, it shed tears of silver; Thousand lakes in dignified forests Smiled and on shore pebbles sighed. If she looks out she will see ice roses That only bloom in argent light, but Only if she smiles thinks of me when The moon is full. |
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The Great Domestic Escape |
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| jan oskar hansen is a Norwegian
poet living in Portugal.
Work published by Jan Oskar Hansen
Latest poetry collection, "La Strada",
published by Lapwing, Belfast |