{"id":301795,"date":"1986-01-01T00:01:47","date_gmt":"1985-12-31T23:01:47","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.vanoorschot.nl\/dbnl\/harry-pallemansgedichten-2\/"},"modified":"2021-06-04T15:07:50","modified_gmt":"2021-06-04T14:07:50","slug":"harry-pallemansgedichten-2","status":"publish","type":"dbnl","link":"https:\/\/www.vanoorschot.nl\/en\/dbnl\/harry-pallemansgedichten-2\/","title":{"rendered":"Harry Pallemans\r\n\r\nGedichten"},"content":{"rendered":"
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Aan tafellakens wonen onze ouders<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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in restaurants ter gelegenheid van;<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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in maatkostuum en mosselzwarte jurken<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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drinken ze daar onhandig uit kristal.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Een blikt er op van een geheven vork<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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met mond open, de ander spreekt voldaan<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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de zegen uit<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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zij misten het gezicht<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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om voor te gaan, te vasten of te schransen;<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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zij hadden weinig trek maar aten wel<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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hun borden leeg, kreukelden hun servetten,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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rouleerden wijn en merkten meestal op<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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dat er die avond lekker geen afwas.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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En daar dachten wij dan van te vervreemden.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n\r\n
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Fee<\/h4>\r\n\r\n
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Zo lang heb je haar adem niet gevoeld,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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haar nagel als een scherpe pennentreek<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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op je papyrusvel. Ze hield zich stil.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Maar toen je haar vanavond zocht, daar hoog,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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dacht je iets in de hemel te herkennen,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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zag je een snipper van haar regenboog?<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Hier loop je hoopvol op haar af, niet meer<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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dan een clich\u00e9 in spe, all said and done<\/i>,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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een stakker met een bundel en een veer.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Maar ze valt in je armen, in haar rol:<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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daar dansje als ouderwetse symbolen<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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van liefde op krassende feestviolen,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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daar zingt ze je met toverwoorden vol.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n\r\n
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Strijdtoneel<\/h4>\r\n\r\n
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Koning op kousen, verschuilt zich in huis<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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voor de genadeslag;<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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zijn sobere kroon toont een kruis<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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als restant van een vlag.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Dame die danst om een heer in de rouw<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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met het oog op zijn hiel<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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en zijn hart; een gevaarlijke vrouw<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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voor een wankele ziel.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Kasteel met kantelen, een toren getand<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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als een klassieke held,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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van een vierkanten veld.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Schimmel springt schuin en onstuimig voorbij<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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het voetvolk, komt neer<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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en staart dreigend vooruit en opzij,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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springerig alweer.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Ik rijg mijn laarzen vast en groet mijn maat;<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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uit de wolken ruk ik op en slaat<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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mij een ander stuk.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n\r\n
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Later thuis<\/h4>\r\n\r\n
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met brede scheiding en beslagen bril;<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Over het gehele werk<\/h3>\n

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

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

Harry Pallemans<\/a><\/p>\n
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