The Vast Expand
Expand , my teacher said, but I was
confined by paper and pen, I had
an out of body experience, reaching
the whole world, can see car bombs
as they go off in Baghdad.
The Sidney opera house, bathers at
the beach; see president Bush walk
on the lawn outside the Whitehouse
as Russia’s president Putin combs
his hair, all this at the same time
Internet, the miracle of lies told and
truths exposed, full of triviality, but
also beauty and poetry. Something
for everyone to see; when are they
going to regulated it?
AucklandPoetry.com presents Poet Resident JAN OSKAR HANSEN on http://OSKAR.AUCKLANDPOETRY.COM
Sunday, December 03, 2006
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