After Ingmar Bergman
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Jan Oskar Hansen
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After Ingmar Bergman
And now that it is dawn
And the sun will soon come over the mountain
My wife's warmth keeps me warm
My screams of fear is now a murmur
She dries spittle from my beard and speaks softly
Soon she will get up and make coffee
I let the aroma envelope me
The terror of the night and death subsides and
I will try to be kind and
Believe in a god that will lift me up to his heaven
And let me live forever.
But who will publish my poetry collections?
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