{"id":300295,"date":"1972-01-01T00:00:13","date_gmt":"1971-12-31T23:00:13","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.vanoorschot.nl\/dbnl\/vier-gedichtenkees-winkler\/"},"modified":"2021-06-04T13:46:23","modified_gmt":"2021-06-04T12:46:23","slug":"vier-gedichtenkees-winkler","status":"publish","type":"dbnl","link":"https:\/\/www.vanoorschot.nl\/en\/dbnl\/vier-gedichtenkees-winkler\/","title":{"rendered":"Vier gedichten\r\n\r\nKees Winkler"},"content":{"rendered":"
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Vier gedichten\r\n
Kees Winkler<\/i>\r\n<\/h3>\r\n\r\n

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Ik zag de oude rekel struinen door het onderhout<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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zijn bef was ros, zijn vacht was winters vaal<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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ik zag hem in mijn leven slechts driemaal<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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het blijft een plek in ‘t bos die je onthoudt<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Rest nog een otter en een das te zien<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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reeds heeft de steenmarter mijn pad gekruist<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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terwijl ik weet waar ‘t rood- en zwartwild huist<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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en laatst een wezel waargenomen bovendien<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Toch spant mijn vos de kroon, het is alsof<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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de egel van onlangs niet meer belangrijk is<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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hoewel ik bunsing en ook hermelijn nog mis<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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ben ik op diergebied een kleine bollebof<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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\r\nWinter op de Boschkamp<\/i>\r\n<\/h4>\r\n\r\n
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Twee coniferen en een linde<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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de rhododendron en het beminde<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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prieeltje, de goudvinken daartussen<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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verder wat koolmezen en mussen<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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En de hortensia verbloeid<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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de sparreboom hoog opgegroeid<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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een eekhoorn klimt in zijn kruin<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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verlaten ligt de wintertuin<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Tot slot de mist die over alles heen<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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zijn grijze stilte legt, de hulst alleen<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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is rood van bessen en ‘t familiehuis<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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biedt met de winterdag een veilig thuis<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Daar zitten wij rondom de haard<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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mijn Tante legt patiencekaart<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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mijn Oom leest er zijn bankgeheimen<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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en ik werk naarstig aan mijn rijmen<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n\r\n
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\r\nWandeling door verboden gebied<\/i>\r\n<\/h4>\r\n\r\n
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De schemering der verten beving mij<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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en ik ging langs de Asselse heide<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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ik zag de liksteen bij de voederwei<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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het grofwild echter scheen die plek te mijden<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Een kudde moeflons stond op ‘t verre veld<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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waarbij ik veertien rammen telde<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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ik hield de verrekijker ingesteld<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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om toe te zien dat ik mij niet vertelde<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Een edelhert laveide bij het ven<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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het was de twaalfender die ik kende<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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een glimpje zon gleed langs de grove den<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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waarnaast ik nog een everzwijn verkende<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Ik liep de heirand over naar Hoog Soeren<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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en terug via de Asselse boer<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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daar bleek een boswachter aan ‘t ree\u00ebn voeren<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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hem te ontlopen was een hele toer<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n\r\n
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Loodgrijze winterwolken over de landen<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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de kale zwarte bomen staan doodstil rechtop<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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schraal is het licht met strenge vorst op handen<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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de Winter is in aantocht met zijn ijsmuts op<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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De vogels pikken tevergeefs in de bevroren grond<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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het wordt weer tijd om boerenkool te eten<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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de eerste witte vlokken dwarrelen in ‘t rond<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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de tuin is dor en droog, de zomer lang vergeten<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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De kerstroos bloeit voor ‘t kind dat is geboren<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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‘t vlekje van de roodborst herinnert aan de doornen<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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hij is voor niets gestorven en de wereld wacht<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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De mens is eenzaam in de winternacht<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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de vorst blijft koning en het jaar wordt oud<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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de sneeuw blijft vallen en de wind is koud<\/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

Kees Winkler<\/a><\/p>\n
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