{"id":304123,"date":"2006-01-01T00:01:04","date_gmt":"2005-12-31T23:01:04","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.vanoorschot.nl\/dbnl\/maria-barnasgedichten\/"},"modified":"2021-06-04T18:48:42","modified_gmt":"2021-06-04T17:48:42","slug":"maria-barnasgedichten","status":"publish","type":"dbnl","link":"https:\/\/www.vanoorschot.nl\/en\/dbnl\/maria-barnasgedichten\/","title":{"rendered":"Maria Barnas\r\n\r\nGedichten"},"content":{"rendered":"
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\r\nMaria Barnas<\/i>\r\n\r\n
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Ik zag dat<\/h4>\r\n\r\n
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Vannacht zag ik dat de stad wat openbrak.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Alsof zij zich versprak, kropen tussen de kieren<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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dieren, tooien en struiken vandaan.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Bomen tilden zich uit die schaduw op<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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en zochten een houding tegen de weekzwarte lucht.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Een steel schoot uit de grond en als een wond<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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ontvouwde zich in scheuten pijn een bloem<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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zwaar in de top en helde voorover. Ik zag dat<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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er een egel over de tegels onder de Berlage-brug<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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schoof en een scheef park dat van lantaarnlicht<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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erg groen was bloedde zwart aan de randen.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Er zijn mensen met bleke gezichten opgestaan.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Ze strekt zich voor hem uit als tijd<\/h4>\r\n\r\n
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Ze is al traag een uur te laat.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Hij snijdt een lijn die ergens heen moet<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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sinds dit universum van elke rechte neiging<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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in het oneindige een kromming maakt.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Elke gedachte ontmoet een andere, anders –<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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hij zoekt zijn toevlucht in een nieuw zadelmodel, kerft haar<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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contouren in een broodplank waar<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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bloemstelen schuin gesneden bloembloed vloeide<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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brood en prei en van broccoli de kronen.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Maar de boomkruinen kruimelen te klein.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Een overtuigende ster verschijnt.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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De plank is er krom van en hij ziet het<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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heelal splijten aan weerszijde van het mes.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n\r\n
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Er staan dingen tegenover<\/h4>\r\n\r\n
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Woorden schieten weg als pissebedden op de vlucht<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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voor licht opzij. Jaag ik ons uit elkaar?<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Wij liggen daar.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Ik sluit ragfijne gordijnen over een zinkende<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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stad in een tuin. Wie weet hoe lang dit nog kan duren.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Ik denk aan de gordijnen terwijl ik kijk<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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naar de gordijnen en wat er overblijft van mij<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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in het net. Er staan dingen tegenover.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Maar elke regel is er een teveel.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Ik meen in alle dingen is een hart. Ook in wat ik zeg.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Eet mijn regels als een appel<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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leg het klokhuis naast ons bed.<\/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

Maria Barnas<\/a><\/p>\n
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