{"id":299641,"date":"1966-01-01T00:00:40","date_gmt":"1965-12-31T23:00:40","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.vanoorschot.nl\/dbnl\/r-waskowsky-vijf-gedichten\/"},"modified":"2021-06-04T12:29:34","modified_gmt":"2021-06-04T11:29:34","slug":"r-waskowsky-vijf-gedichten","status":"publish","type":"dbnl","link":"https:\/\/www.vanoorschot.nl\/en\/dbnl\/r-waskowsky-vijf-gedichten\/","title":{"rendered":"R. Waskowsky Vijf gedichten"},"content":{"rendered":"
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\r\nR. Waskowsky Vijf gedichten<\/i>\r\n<\/h3>\r\n\r\n

Dass die Sonne morgen aufgehen wird ist eine Hypothese*)<\/span><\/a>.<\/h4>\r\n\r\n
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\r\nToch lijkt het mij soms, dat de zaak<\/i>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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\r\nuit Zijn hand loopt. Ik bedoel: Hij, die<\/i>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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\r\nop een grijze middag in de eeuwigheid<\/i>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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\r\nzich een kosmos dacht, een aarde<\/i>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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\r\nen mensen en tijd… W\u00edj zitten er maar mee.<\/i>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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\r\nDaar zitten we dan: Gods gedachten<\/i>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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\r\nin een verloren uurtje – vanzelf wordt dat<\/i>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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\r\neen geschiedenis<\/i>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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\r\nVermoeid wachten wij op de donderslag<\/i>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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\r\ndie Hem zal binnen roepen: \u2018Boven komen<\/i>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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\r\nen handen wassen, jongen – de Messias<\/i>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Alles, was wir sehen, k\u00f6nnte auch anders sein*)<\/span><\/a>.<\/h4>\r\n\r\n
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\r\nVanmiddag dus eindelijk met S. naar bed geweest.<\/i>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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\r\nZe was erg lief en ze deed haar best<\/i>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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\r\nom tien jaar meer ervaring te tonen dan ze had.<\/i>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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\r\nToch kon ik het niet helpen: steeds weer<\/i>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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\r\nmoest ik denken aan Chunyu Fen uit het verhaal<\/i>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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\r\nvan Li Kung-tso (naverteld door Lin Yutang).<\/i>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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\r\nAan Fen dus, wiens naam schone wanorde betekent<\/i>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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\r\nen die in 792 in zijn droom bijzonder gelukkig was<\/i>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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\r\nmet de dochter van een mierenkoning. Jarenlang<\/i>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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\r\nleefde hij met haar in een mierenhoop onder<\/i>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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\r\neen oude boom. (Dit alles op een middag, toen<\/i>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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\r\nhij echt wel te veel had gedronken.)<\/i>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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\r\nHet was verschrikkelijk: S. heeft een lekker kutje.<\/i>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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\r\n\u2018Ik hou van je\u2019 zei ze en dat had ik ook<\/i>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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\r\nwel willen zeggen, maar voortdurend dacht ik:<\/i>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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\r\n\u2018Wie ben je eigenlijk, wie ben je,<\/i>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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\r\no dochter van de koning der mieren?\u2019<\/i>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n\r\n
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\r\nDe ingewijden<\/i>\r\n<\/h4>\r\n\r\n
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\r\nPetrus: \u2018Daar zit de hockeyclub L.S.D. – die<\/i>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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\r\ndenken dat ze alleen in de hemel zijn….\u2019<\/i>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n\r\n

\r\nWat gebeurt er daarentegen in de oven?<\/i>\r\n<\/h4>\r\n\r\n
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\r\nMen hoort slechts een eigenaardig ruisen. Geen<\/i>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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\r\nandere beweging doet zich voor dan dat het lijk<\/i>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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\r\n(Lasciate ogni speranza)<\/i>\r\n<\/h4>\r\n\r\n
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\r\nDe baas van Caf\u00e9<\/i>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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\r\nSport op de Viale<\/i>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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\r\ndaardoor dat ik<\/i>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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\r\nnog nooit zoveel<\/i>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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\r\nschrijft hij stiekem<\/i>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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\r\nz’n vijfde canto.<\/i>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n<\/div>
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Over dit hoofdstuk\/artikel<\/h3>\n

Riekus Waskowsky<\/a><\/p>\n
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Stellingen uit: Ludwig Wittgenstein, Tractatus logico-philosophicus, resp. 6.36311 en 5.634.<\/dd>\r\n<\/dl>\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>
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Stellingen uit: Ludwig Wittgenstein, Tractatus logico-philosophicus, resp. 6.36311 en 5.634.<\/dd>\r\n<\/dl>\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div><\/div><\/div><\/div>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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