The Cancelled Travel

J Jan Oskar Hansen Jan Oskar Hansen
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Every year I say, come August and I will go to Norway but every you're the flight ticket goes up, when mulling this over it is suddenly, September wonder-full is the weather of the sun, clouds and occasional rain. The rain in Spain does not fall in my vale the lake is dry has for years nevertheless, in September, there is a new spring green grass and flowers more demure in colours So, what, I hear you say, and I agree beauty does not need to be explosive as we have had enough of car bombs and other colourful devices killing people whose only crime is a lack of dress sense - a black bra under a white blouse and tasteless golf pants. Long walks for us elderly we look up and for a fleeting moment Ask rather banal questions, something told at bible classes we endured at school "who created this wonder? " God never gets the blame when storms sink ships, and there is landslide volcanic eruption, not to forget the endless war the smell of cordite drifting afar. We have the fallen angel (the devil) to blame for that.

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