{"id":300124,"date":"1969-01-01T00:01:17","date_gmt":"1968-12-31T23:01:17","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.vanoorschot.nl\/dbnl\/gedichten-32\/"},"modified":"2021-06-04T13:44:59","modified_gmt":"2021-06-04T12:44:59","slug":"gedichten-32","status":"publish","type":"dbnl","link":"https:\/\/www.vanoorschot.nl\/en\/dbnl\/gedichten-32\/","title":{"rendered":"[Gedichten]"},"content":{"rendered":"
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Je kunt nu wel proberen te vergeten<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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hoe de kelder rook, maar –<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Houten treden, zonder leuning.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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hield er ook zo van.\u2019 Daar ga ik<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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weer die lucht in van bewaren.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Ik blijf maar aan haar graf staan,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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zon er bovenop, mijn vader even hoger<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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die een woordje spreekt. Help hem,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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hij komt er look niet uit.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n

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Oosterbegraafplaats<\/h4>\r\n\r\n
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Als het dan toch moet, deze dag<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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komt me wel zo goed uit. Zonnetje<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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op het gras, jas thuis, je voelt dat er<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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nog genoeg overblijft. Al ligt hier en<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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daar geel blad op het grind, herfst<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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is heel wat anders. Keurig naaldhout<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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zorgt voor altijd groen.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n

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Invullen<\/h4>\r\n\r\n
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Er gleden jaren vingers overheen, gesleten<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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vogels, blik komt door hun veren. Ik zie<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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al niet meer of het goudfazanten dan wel<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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pauwen waren. Dat stelt gerust, pas<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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als iets weg is, leer je het echt kennen.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Thuis hing zo’n kleed met hertentafereel<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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achter de divan, kaal, zonder verhaal.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Daar kan weer alles mee gedaan, een bos<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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vol roepend wild, vol vogels ingevuld.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Het kost alleen wat moeite er de woorden<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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voor te vinden, maar dat is nu gebeurd.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n

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De heg geknipt, hulsttakjes vol met bessen.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Natuur heeft toch iets moois. Je ziet vaak<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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binnen wat je mist, rood eikeblad in vaas,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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nog over van oktober. Hoe zal het nu in<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Drente zijn, de wei bij Annie achter, met<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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niets erop, gras dat maar ligt te wachten.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Soms zegt een uitzicht al genoeg. Vlak voor<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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het raam stond vroeger steil een hoogte,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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van zuring rood, bewegend in de wind. Dat<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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is wat nu zo raar maakt, vreemd verlaten.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Maar goed, de heg is klaar, je kunt de straat<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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op kijken. Ook hulst in overvloed dit jaar.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n

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Als ik straf had, boven opgesloten, was daar<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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nog altijd Willy in het huis ernaast.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Zijn open raam noodde tot overklimmen<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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en zo zat ik mij uren te verdiepen in<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Wat vliegt daar?, oude druk, onduidelijke<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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plaatjes, tussen fitis, tjiftjaf, grasmus<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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geen verschil dan in de tekst. Boven mij<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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een opgezette vlaamse gaai met vlekjes<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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