{"id":299548,"date":"1965-01-01T00:02:08","date_gmt":"1964-12-31T23:02:08","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.vanoorschot.nl\/dbnl\/gedichten-21\/"},"modified":"2021-07-08T10:48:53","modified_gmt":"2021-07-08T09:48:53","slug":"gedichten-21","status":"publish","type":"dbnl","link":"https:\/\/www.vanoorschot.nl\/en\/dbnl\/gedichten-21\/","title":{"rendered":"[Gedichten]"},"content":{"rendered":"
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\r\nDe burger spreekt<\/i>\r\n<\/h4>\r\n\r\n
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\r\nDe brigadier wandelde vroeger<\/i>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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\r\ndoor mijn opgeruimde wereld,<\/i>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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\r\neen goedige wolk tussen regen en zon.<\/i>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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\r\nVerdoolden wees ik de weg.<\/i>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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\r\nSterk was mijn arm, als ik ontstak<\/i>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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\r\nontstak met mij in toorn de brigadier.<\/i>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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\r\nSteeds talrijker de tekens van verwarring,<\/i>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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\r\nzwevende sabels, spookschoten,<\/i>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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\r\nwat stond begint onduidelijk te dansen.<\/i>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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\r\nDe avond valt en overal<\/i>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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\r\nsmeult nu het glimleer van agenten:<\/i>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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\r\ndit jaar is er iets veranderd.<\/i>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n

\r\nA. Nuis<\/i>\r\n<\/p>\r\n\r\n

[p. 723]<\/div>\r\n

Tijd<\/h4>\r\n\r\n
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\r\nDe stad verandert weinig, wie er woont<\/i>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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\r\nis plotseling oud;<\/i>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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\r\nhij loopt een schooldeur voorbij, en een schram<\/i>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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\r\nvan een oorlog die hij zich slecht herinnert.<\/i>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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\r\nHij loopt langs oude en nieuwe kerk, paleis,<\/i>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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\r\ncaf\u00e9’s en bomen en de eenden in de gracht.<\/i>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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\r\nAlles is ouder, jonger, sterker dan hij.<\/i>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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\r\nOngemerkt verdwijnt hij om een hoek.<\/i>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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\r\nNa hem kwamen er meer huizen, meer auto’s<\/i>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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\r\nen eenmaal, voor hij werd geboren,<\/i>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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\r\ntrokken kooiwitjes, miljoenen, in groepen<\/i>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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\r\nvan honderd en meer, de hele dag over de stad.<\/i>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n

\r\nA. Nuis<\/i>\r\n<\/p>\r\n\r\n<\/div>

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Over dit hoofdstuk\/artikel<\/h3>\n

Aad Nuis<\/a><\/p>\n
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