{"id":300662,"date":"1975-01-01T00:01:10","date_gmt":"1974-12-31T23:01:10","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.vanoorschot.nl\/dbnl\/kees-winklervijf-gedichten\/"},"modified":"2021-06-04T14:13:35","modified_gmt":"2021-06-04T13:13:35","slug":"kees-winklervijf-gedichten","status":"publish","type":"dbnl","link":"https:\/\/www.vanoorschot.nl\/en\/dbnl\/kees-winklervijf-gedichten\/","title":{"rendered":"Kees Winkler\r\n\r\nVijf gedichten"},"content":{"rendered":"
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Ons tuinfeest<\/h4>\r\n\r\n
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Ze onderscheidt mij ridderspoor en monnikskap<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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twee attributen aan mijn dichterschap<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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haar courgetten en de tomatenkweek<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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vertroetelen wij van week tot week<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Ook de poes wordt niet vergeten<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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hij wordt met zoetje aangesproken<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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zo af en toe krijgt-ie een preekje<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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als hij weer stengels heeft gebroken<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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De moestuin is haar wiegekind<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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met maggi, selderij en mint<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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het grasveldje haar zonnehoek<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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alleen met hemd en korte broek<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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En ‘s avonds als de tuinspuit sproeit<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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de bloemen zwaar en kelkvermoeid<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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doen wij het flakkerend tuinlicht aan<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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en wachten op een nieuwe maan<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Voor B.<\/h4>\r\n\r\n
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Men moet de mooie dingen mooi laten<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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zij heeft een vriend, ik ben getrouwd<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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men moet de mooie dingen mooi laten<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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voor een avontuur ben ik te oud<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Dat neemt niet weg dat ik haar erg leuk vind<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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‘s morgens aan de koffie is zij mijn zonnetje<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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ze heeft een rok met een buidelzak<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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daar zou ik graag in willen zitten<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Zij scoort nauwgezet rattenagressies<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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ik zit in de bibliotheek en schrijf<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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de enkele keer dat ik haar spreek<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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springt er mijnerzijds een vonkje over<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Men moet de mooie dingen mooi laten<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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en blij wezen dat men gelukkig is<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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men moet<\/span> de mooie dingen mooi laten<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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en toch oog hebben voor het gemis<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n\r\n
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Het ambacht<\/h4>\r\n\r\n
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Ik zat een week tussen de haver<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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en had verder geen gelazer<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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van vergaderingen of zo<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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kortom een welverdiend cadeau<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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De rietdekkers kwamen die week<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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terwijl ik naar hun ambacht keek<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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besefte ik een dar te wezen<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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slechts door een enkeling gelezen<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Want zij, zij maken een mooi dak<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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en ik, ik zie op mijn gemak<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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hoe ze de rietschoven verspreiden<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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om ons een woning te bereiden<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Zo sorteren zij meer effect<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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dan ik, die louter indirect<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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woorden op andere woorden leg<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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als riet, als dak, als levensweg<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n\r\n
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De lippen der wind kussen de bomen<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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onze tuin bloeiend in de zomerzon<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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flarden gesprekken van de buren<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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waaien over het grasgazon<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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het zonscherm ritselt honderduit<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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de thijm geurt en de rozelaar<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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wind waait de reuken doorelkaar<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Ik zit in de schaduw te suizen<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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de zon draait zijn dag om de huizen<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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het koeltje ruist door mijn haar<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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en blaast dan zacht langs dit papier<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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ik laat het fladderen… hier<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n\r\n
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Concertante<\/h4>\r\n\r\n
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De wolkenloze hemel \u00e9\u00e9n blauwe hoed<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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zondoorlicht de jonge groene blaadjes<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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vergeet-mij-niet geliefde Myosotis<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Geliefde ook mijn Edelweisz<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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mijn herderstas, mijn ereprijs<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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mijn alpenroos, mijn koekoeksbloem<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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alles wil ik voor je doen<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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De lente is een concertante symfonie<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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en ik de stuifbestoven hommel die<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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wil blazen op een trompetnarcis<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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die eigenlijk van mijn buurman is<\/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

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