Jan Oskar Hansen Poet Blank verse

The Brother Never Met

A Brother Never Met

I wish I could tell you a story of brotherhood
now that my siblings are dead, I was the youngest one
but knew I had a half- brother in Arizona
a product of my father who was quite active on 
this field, the woman- his mother- conceived when my
mother was pregnant with me; I didn`t know this 
before I was in my forties. I contacted his half- brother
 in Norway to get his address since he had been 
adopted and had another surname, but he wouldn`t 
give me the address he had forgotten it I knew this was 
not true but left if at that. To my surprise, my nephew told 
me the half -brother had been on holiday at a village 
where I go shopping and buy medicine.  I wish I could say 
I bumped into him and a new brotherhood blossomed.
Alas, it is more likely he does not want to know about the past 
and our parents’ transgression.

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