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[Juli 2005 – jaargang 49 – nummer 409]<\/h2>\r\n\r\n<\/a>\r\n

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Het paradijs\r\n
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Het moeras, verboden te betreden<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Gevaarlijk diep met kattenstaart en waterplanten.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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De salamanders die wij vingen<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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en \u2018waterhagedissen\u2019 noemden.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Vast en zeker uitgestorven nu. Wie kan het wat schelen?<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Voor hem lag het lange leven.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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De beek. De salamanders.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Wij waren het die alles wegnamen<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Niemand anders.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Die zomer, zo lang<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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dat zij tot half November<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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een geur van veen en kurkdroog naaldhout.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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sinds lang voorbij en het oprukkende duister<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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En de diepe donkere bron in dat bos.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n\r\n
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zo heette zij.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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zat men daar te wachten.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Men stak de lamp niet aan<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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en zat heel stil in het afnemende licht<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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en zag de avond komen<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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zoals de avond viel.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Het water, volmaakt stil.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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De aarde, ook zij in rust.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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En de vogel vliegt<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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zo dicht hij kan<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Voordat de lamp werd aangestoken<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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zaten wij daar doodstil<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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De schorre stem van een kraai<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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en plotseling de geur van klaver<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Zoet en warm dwars door<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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dit oprijzende duister.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n\r\n
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Nazomergeluiden\r\n
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bonkend tegen het glas<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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van meer naar meer vloog<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Het zou in willekeurig<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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De brief\r\n
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Zag hij eruit als<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Zomaar een brief<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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De westenwind waait.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Dat zich aldus zelf leest.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Het vernis op de roeispaan<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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droogt nu sneller<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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en minstens \u00e9\u00e9n vlieg<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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blijft altijd achter<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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in de snel hard wordende, heldere substantie.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Als een vraag gesteld<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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vanuit de kristalheldere lege en nachtelijke ruimte.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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En het boek leest zichzelf<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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niet zonder bedachtzaamheid.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n\r\n
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Lied aan regen voorafgaand\r\n
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De dauw verdween uit het gras.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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En uit de kroon van de oude lindeboom<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Het gezang van duizend gevleugelden.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Het leven was nog niet voorbij<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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En een hommel zoemde<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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steeds dieper naar binnen<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n\r\n
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Gladheid\r\n
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Hier heerste de stille gladheid<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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die door \u00e9\u00e9n enkele slag van een roeispaan verstoord kon worden.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Jaargetijde dat langzaam afkoelt.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Het geluid van een ketting die losgemaakt wordt<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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en op de bodem van een roeiboot gelegd.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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En uit angst om die heel bijzondere uitgestrekte rust<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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van de waterspiegel te schaden<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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hield ik mijn roeispaan zwevend in de lucht.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n\r\n
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Tijd\r\n
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De fonteinen<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Adromeda roteert daarbuiten in het duister<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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licht verbreidend<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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\u2018Spoedig\u2019<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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\u2018Spoedig\u2019 komt<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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over miljoenen jaren.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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En \u2018nu\u2019<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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was heel lang geleden.<\/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

Lars Gustafsson<\/a><\/p>\n

J. Bernlef<\/a><\/p>\n
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