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Whisper of Love
by Jan Oscar Hansen
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  The mild spring wind whispered: I love you and stroked
my face… but then it clouded over the wind hoarsely
shouted: I love you. I fled indoors but it howled nonstop
by the French window: I love you, and I held my hands
against my ears as not to hear.
 
Angrily I hollered back: go away I never cared for you,
your obsessive love is too much to bear, strangling me. 
But I tell not truth, sweet Marilyn, I love you more now
than before; the wind became a mild zephyr and said:
I know, I know my darling.
 
The almond tree said: I thought it was me you loved,
my flowers you admire. But you are deflowered now.    
I said. This is the rudest thing I ever heard, said the oak
and shook its crown so sadly that a crow family fell out
and cawed crossly at me.
 
Don´t you get I said I love you all, you´re nature the air
that I breathe, the food I eat and the grass I walk on.
But the olive tree spoilt my words by pretentiously
saying: one, who loves all, loves no one, and eastward
the crow family flew. 
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February 18, 2013
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