{"id":301748,"date":"1986-01-01T00:01:00","date_gmt":"1985-12-31T23:01:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.vanoorschot.nl\/dbnl\/r-van-liervier-gedichten\/"},"modified":"2021-06-04T15:07:33","modified_gmt":"2021-06-04T14:07:33","slug":"r-van-liervier-gedichten","status":"publish","type":"dbnl","link":"https:\/\/www.vanoorschot.nl\/en\/dbnl\/r-van-liervier-gedichten\/","title":{"rendered":"R. van Lier\r\n\r\nVier gedichten"},"content":{"rendered":"
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Mijn oom<\/h4>\r\n\r\n
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De negers heetten allen eenzaamheid,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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de dood speelde ‘s nachts met de apen<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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in de bomen waaronder hij lag te slapen;<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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hij wist het en hield zich bereid.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Later voorgoed weer in de stad,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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verzweeg hij de namen van zijn metgezellen.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Ik kind, dol op verhalen, had bij zijn vertellen<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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over het bosland, een vaag gevoel dat hij iets vergat.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n

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Kanttekening<\/h4>\r\n\r\n
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De proppige moeder die ze wordt<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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puilt al heel even uit het lijf<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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dat tintelt voor mijn ogen.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Maar wij klagen toch ook niet<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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om bomen, de bloesem voorbij,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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geprangd van vrucht.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Bovendien wat te zeggen<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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van de zwaarlijvigheid, de korte adem,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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het echtelijke humeur,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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die ze allicht moet verdragen?<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Toch welbeschouwd<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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weemoedige gedachten<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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in het voorjaar.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n

1977<\/p>\r\n\r\n\r\n

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Wijzen van samenzijn<\/h4>\r\n\r\n
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Ik zei tot haar: over de rivieren<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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is een nieuw land, neem mee van wat<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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wij hebben, wat je verkiest,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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je vindt er allicht een woonplaats<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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en mensen die je tongval verstaan.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Maar ‘s ochtends stonden<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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brood en thee als altijd gereed<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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en ging zij bedrijvig haar gang<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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met weinig woorden.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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‘s Nachts was zij steeds, stil,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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in het aangrenzend bed,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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maar niet langer hoefde ik<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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mijn dekens te pakken en wijk<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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te nemen naar elders in huis<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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om beter alleen te zijn.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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In slaap en wake leefden wij,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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alsof \u00e9\u00e9n van ons, reeds<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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jaren geleden, was gestorven.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n

1982<\/p>\r\n\r\n\r\n

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Amor fati<\/h4>\r\n\r\n
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Zittend op een bank naast elkaar<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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zien wij uit op de ru\u00efnes van onze levens<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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en ons leven tezamen.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Als ik mijn arm soms om je schouders leg<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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en je je als vanouds weer bij mij nestelt<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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in de plek die je voorgoed is toegewezen<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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en waar nog warmte uitstraalt,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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je koestert in de illusie van mijn bescherming,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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weet je niet, hoe bitter alleen ik ben,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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terug weer in de stilten van mijn kinderjaren,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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weet je niet, hoe gescheiden van alles<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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en iedereen ik hier zit, in nooit-aflatende rouw.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Rouw die er was reeds in een vroeg verleden,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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maar nu niet meer uit voorgevoel geboren,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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want wat er hing, heeft zich intussen<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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jaar voor jaar voltrokken.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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En spreek mij niet van vrede of troost,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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zie liever hoe geboeid ik kijk<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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naar de zuivere scherven van mijn bestaan,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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de gouden, zilveren en de kristallen,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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de aardewerkfragmenten in hun aardsheid,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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een moza\u00efek met eindeloos<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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wisselende contouren in het zicht<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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van mijn bevrijde blik,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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zie liever hoe ik hier zit en toekijk,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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ongebroken en nog tot elke opstand bereid.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n

[1984]<\/p>\r\n\r\n<\/div>

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Over het gehele werk<\/h3>\n

over Domenico Scarlatti<\/a><\/p>\n

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

R.A.J. van Lier<\/a><\/p>\n
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