{"id":303380,"date":"2000-01-01T00:00:16","date_gmt":"1999-12-31T23:00:16","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.vanoorschot.nl\/dbnl\/hanny-michaelisgedichten\/"},"modified":"2021-07-08T13:57:00","modified_gmt":"2021-07-08T12:57:00","slug":"hanny-michaelisgedichten","status":"publish","type":"dbnl","link":"https:\/\/www.vanoorschot.nl\/en\/dbnl\/hanny-michaelisgedichten\/","title":{"rendered":"Hanny Michaelis\r\nGedichten"},"content":{"rendered":"
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[Mei 2000 – jaargang 44 – nummer 384]<\/h2>\r\n\r\n<\/a>\r\n

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Onverhoeds wordt uit verheven<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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regionen een schot hagel<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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op de stad afgevuurd.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Als een kolossale vlammende spin<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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laat de zon zich loodrecht<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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onder een wolk uitzakken<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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en zet het westen in brand.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Aan de overkant verschijnt<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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met oudtestamentisch gezag<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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de regenboog. Gloeit aan. Dooft uit<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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en heeft de aarde niet geraakt.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n<\/div>\r\n
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IJzerzagen. Drilboren.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Mokerslagen. Het opdringerige ronken<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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van vliegtuigen, auto’s en motorfietsen.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Het mechanische gebonk,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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geloei en gejengel<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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van het discorepertoire.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Ravel wordt erdoor overstemd<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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maar boven alles uit<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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klinkt onverstoorbaar het ijle<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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gefluit van de doodsvogel.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n<\/div>\r\n
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In de vallende avond<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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keek ik naar buiten en zag<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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tussen bekende bomen in de verte<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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een onbekend wit huis.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Mijn blik begroette het verrast<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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als voorpost van een weergaloze wereld<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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die ooit voor me zou opengaan.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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De volgende avond was het huis<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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weg. Hoe ik ook bleef turen<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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in de schemering of overdag,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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het liet zich niet meer zien.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Een overhaaste belofte overhaast<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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ingetrokken. Sinds tientallen jaren<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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rijst het plotseling in me op:<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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een wit huis tussen verre bomen.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Onvindbaar. Buitenaards.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n<\/div>\r\n
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Met mijn moeder die las<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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en breide tegelijk<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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en mijn vader die zes uur<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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per dag piano speelde<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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heb ik jarenlang gepraat,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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gelachen en ruzie gemaakt<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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totdat ze werden ingelijfd<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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bij de legendarische 6 miljoen.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Een getal, waarover na ruim<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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een halve eeuw nog steeds<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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wordt geredetwist.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Hun gezichten beginnen te vervagen.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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De klank van hun stem is<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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al bijna ontkleurd. Straks<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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ben ik er ook niet meer. Dan<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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zal het zijn alsof wij drie\u00ebn<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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nooit hebben bestaan.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>
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Over het gehele werk<\/h3>\n

Tirade<\/a><\/p>\n

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

Hanny Michaelis<\/a><\/p>\n
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