{"id":300011,"date":"1968-01-01T00:01:10","date_gmt":"1967-12-31T23:01:10","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.vanoorschot.nl\/dbnl\/gedichten-24\/"},"modified":"2021-06-04T12:38:12","modified_gmt":"2021-06-04T11:38:12","slug":"gedichten-24","status":"publish","type":"dbnl","link":"https:\/\/www.vanoorschot.nl\/en\/dbnl\/gedichten-24\/","title":{"rendered":"[Gedichten]"},"content":{"rendered":"
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De mindere mannen<\/h4>\r\n\r\n
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Kijk, daar omlaag, hoe zij politiek voeren!<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Elk vrij mensch schuwt hun taal, hun lepe schijn<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Zij zijn omzichtiger dan boeven, hoeren,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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de boenders die geen boeven durven zijn.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Met hun wipneuzen in de kranten, laten<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Zij van schrik scheten als hun stembus luid<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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een tegenwipneus uitroept.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Een schuw haten<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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breekt hun benard krantenbewustzijn uit:<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Koud zweet, meer niet.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Geen weet dat een despoot al<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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onderweg is naar hun drukke achterbuurt<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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en naar hun modderpoelen waar elk doodvalt<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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over een stem of wat.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Maar als hun uur<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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slaat, slaat de schrik hen om hun bange harten,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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en als de weerga slaan zij aan de haal,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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elk naar zijn lage deur, die troep verwarden,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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om van achter hun horren naar de praal<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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van den veroveraar doodsbleek te gluren:<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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de straat is luid van juichen en aanvuren<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Hun stembus ligt vergeten in de goot.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Het leven liet hen achter, en de dood<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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versmaadt hen, en laat hen verzuren.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n

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[p. 444]<\/div>\r\n

Serenata de Coimbra<\/h4>\r\n\r\n
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Zwaarmoedig en wellustig smachten<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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de zangers boven de gitaren<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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wie zullen met hen overnachten<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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en van hun sponde de gevaren<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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deelen met hen?<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Zij willen paren<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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en slaan uit de gitaren klachten<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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en orders en van geen bedaren<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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willen zij weten – geen afwachten<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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en geen vervaren.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Uit de gitaren slaan de dwangbevelen<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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van drank en ontucht en van woest omarmen,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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van wreed kastijden, van bedwelmend strelen,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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en van een meesleuren zonder erbarmen<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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voor ‘t smeken van hun prooien en het kermen<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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van het verscheurd fatsoen: uit bange kelen<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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jammeren achterhaalde alarmen.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n

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

A. Roland Holst<\/a><\/p>\n
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