{"id":304492,"date":"2009-01-01T00:01:42","date_gmt":"2008-12-31T23:01:42","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.vanoorschot.nl\/dbnl\/fanie-oliviergedichten\/"},"modified":"2021-06-04T18:55:21","modified_gmt":"2021-06-04T17:55:21","slug":"fanie-oliviergedichten","status":"publish","type":"dbnl","link":"https:\/\/www.vanoorschot.nl\/en\/dbnl\/fanie-oliviergedichten\/","title":{"rendered":"Fanie Olivier\r\n\r\nGedichten"},"content":{"rendered":"
\r\n\r\n <\/interp>
[p. 39]<\/div>\r\n<\/a>\r\n

\r\nFanie Olivier<\/i>\r\n\r\n
\r\nGedichten<\/h3>\r\n\r\n

En God as hy bestaan…<\/h4>\r\n\r\n
\r\n\r\n
\r\n
\u00a0<\/div>\r\n
\r\n
neem haar na die soet soel dal<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
\r\n
\u00a0<\/div>\r\n
\r\n
van warm skaduwees van malse gras waar<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
\r\n
\u00a0<\/div>\r\n
\r\n
die sleutel in haar hand op alle deure pas<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
\r\n
\u00a0<\/div>\r\n
\r\n
die paar gebare om haar skielik duisend<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
\r\n
\u00a0<\/div>\r\n
\r\n
vlerke kry skitterend met betekenis verbind<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
\r\n
\u00a0<\/div>\r\n
\r\n
waar sy kan sluk van verbasing alles<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
\r\n
\u00a0<\/div>\r\n
\r\n
met ligte tred kan betree haar lyf<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
\r\n
\u00a0<\/div>\r\n
\r\n
soos altyd met oorgawe elke haar<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
\r\n
\u00a0<\/div>\r\n
\r\n
getel en op sy plek [sy weet, wees<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
\r\n
\u00a0<\/div>\r\n
\r\n
haar daarom ook nou seer welgesind<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
\r\n
\u00a0<\/div>\r\n
\r\n
en druk haar vas soos ‘n ma haar nuwe kind]<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
\r\n
\u00a0<\/div>\r\n
\r\n
laat haar toe om tog in u son<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
\r\n
\u00a0<\/div>\r\n
\r\n
te l\u00ea net’n uur per dag tussen elf<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
\r\n
\u00a0<\/div>\r\n
\r\n
en twee gun haar’n huis om te bedryf<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
\r\n
\u00a0<\/div>\r\n
\r\n
‘n oond waarin sy kan bak en brou<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
\r\n
\u00a0<\/div>\r\n
\r\n
die tafel keurig gedek servette fyn gevou<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
\r\n
\u00a0<\/div>\r\n
\r\n
kristal waaruit die wyn sommerso vanself<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
\r\n
\u00a0<\/div>\r\n
\r\n
sal afloop in haar keel en laat haar onbesonne<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
\r\n
\u00a0<\/div>\r\n
\r\n
lag, o Here, laat haar weer lag en as dit by u mag<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
\r\n
\u00a0<\/div>\r\n
\r\n
ook onbedaarlik huil<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
\r\n
\u00a0<\/div>\r\n
\r\n
\u00a0<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
\r\n
\u00a0<\/div>\r\n
\r\n
\r\n
maar op my knie\u00eb veral<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
\r\n
\u00a0<\/div>\r\n
\r\n
o God, veral:laat woorde vir haar sin maak, oweral<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n

\r\nvir jou, my vrou<\/i>\r\n<\/p>\r\n\r\n

\r\n28\/29 junie 2007<\/i>\r\n<\/p>\r\n

[p. 40]<\/div>\r\n
\r\n\r\n
\r\n
\u00a0<\/div>\r\n
\r\n
jou dogter pak jou kaste leeg. weeg hier<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
\r\n
\u00a0<\/div>\r\n
\r\n
en daar iets teen haar lyf [haar neus is joune,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
\r\n
\u00a0<\/div>\r\n
\r\n
besef ek weer]: sal ek dit later dadelik<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
\r\n
\u00a0<\/div>\r\n
\r\n
eien of het die grense reeds begin vervaag? staal mens<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
\r\n
\u00a0<\/div>\r\n
\r\n
jou teen herinnering se wei; is onthou<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
\r\n
\u00a0<\/div>\r\n
\r\n
om weg te hou, te weier, of te vier?<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
\r\n
\u00a0<\/div>\r\n
\r\n
hoekom sou sulke vrae soos ‘n spreeu kom pik<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
\r\n
\u00a0<\/div>\r\n
\r\n
teen die vensters, soos uile in ons solder blaas?<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
\r\n
\u00a0<\/div>\r\n
\r\n
onnadenkend, stelselmatig word die een swart<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
\r\n
\u00a0<\/div>\r\n
\r\n
sak na die ander vol. ek pak di\u00e9 koffers oulaas<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
\r\n
\u00a0<\/div>\r\n
\r\n
in die isuzu in: soos altyd, te veel, hoor<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
\r\n
\u00a0<\/div>\r\n
\r\n
ek jou s\u00ea. ek snak na jou asem, jy gryp aan my hart.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
[p. 41]<\/div>\r\n

Krematorium<\/h4>\r\n\r\n
\r\n\r\n
\r\n
\u00a0<\/div>\r\n
\r\n
op sy beste, so weet ons, reduseer<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
\r\n
\u00a0<\/div>\r\n
\r\n
‘n vers baie dinge, iets of iemand<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
\r\n
\u00a0<\/div>\r\n
\r\n
tot essensie: wat word, was vroe\u00ebr was.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
\r\n
\u00a0<\/div>\r\n
\r\n
\u00a0<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
\r\n
\u00a0<\/div>\r\n
\r\n
en as is verbande hout, verbrande hart,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
\r\n
\u00a0<\/div>\r\n
\r\n
verbrande o\u00eb, verbrande niere,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
\r\n
\u00a0<\/div>\r\n
\r\n
verbrande gorrelpyp, verbrande tong,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
\r\n
\u00a0<\/div>\r\n
\r\n
verbrande skouers en verbrande spiere;<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
\r\n
\u00a0<\/div>\r\n
\r\n
verbrande trekkies om jou mond, verbrande<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
\r\n
\u00a0<\/div>\r\n
\r\n
kuite, verbrande vingers deur my hare<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
\r\n
\u00a0<\/div>\r\n
\r\n
verbrande oorskulp, verbrande neus en longe<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
\r\n
\u00a0<\/div>\r\n
\r\n
verbrande spoeg, verbrande bloed in are<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
\r\n
\u00a0<\/div>\r\n
\r\n
verbrande lippe, plooie, klein gebare,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
\r\n
\u00a0<\/div>\r\n
\r\n
verbrande uitgedorde brein; verbrande pyn<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
\r\n
\u00a0<\/div>\r\n
\r\n
en hartstog en verlange en plesier.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
\r\n
\u00a0<\/div>\r\n
\r\n
\u00a0<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
\r\n
\u00a0<\/div>\r\n
\r\n
die liggaam en die ander dinge disintegreer:<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
\r\n
\u00a0<\/div>\r\n
\r\n
ovum tot embrio tot jy en tot as:<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
\r\n
\u00a0<\/div>\r\n
\r\n
van stof is daar alleen ter sprake op papier<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
\r\n
\u00a0<\/div>\r\n
\r\n
as neerslag, oorskot en as raster vir die smart.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n<\/div>
\n

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

Fanie Olivier<\/a><\/p>\n
\n<\/div><\/div><\/div><\/div>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

[p. 39] Fanie Olivier Gedichten En God as hy bestaan… \u00a0 neem haar na die soet soel dal \u00a0 van warm skaduwees van malse gras waar \u00a0 die sleutel in haar hand op alle deure pas \u00a0 die paar gebare om haar skielik duisend \u00a0 vlerke kry skitterend met betekenis verbind \u00a0 waar sy kan… Lees verder <\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","template":"","class_list":["post-304492","dbnl","type-dbnl","status-publish","hentry"],"acf":[],"yoast_head":"\nFanie Olivier Gedichten · Uitgeverij Van Oorschot<\/title>\n<meta name=\"robots\" content=\"index, follow, max-snippet:-1, max-image-preview:large, max-video-preview:-1\" \/>\n<link rel=\"canonical\" href=\"https:\/\/www.vanoorschot.nl\/en\/dbnl\/fanie-oliviergedichten\/\" \/>\n<meta property=\"og:locale\" content=\"en_US\" \/>\n<meta property=\"og:type\" content=\"article\" \/>\n<meta property=\"og:title\" content=\"Fanie Olivier Gedichten · Uitgeverij Van Oorschot\" \/>\n<meta property=\"og:description\" content=\"[p. 39] Fanie Olivier Gedichten En God as hy bestaan… \u00a0 neem haar na die soet soel dal \u00a0 van warm skaduwees van malse gras waar \u00a0 die sleutel in haar hand op alle deure pas \u00a0 die paar gebare om haar skielik duisend \u00a0 vlerke kry skitterend met betekenis verbind \u00a0 waar sy kan... Lees verder\" \/>\n<meta property=\"og:url\" content=\"https:\/\/www.vanoorschot.nl\/en\/dbnl\/fanie-oliviergedichten\/\" \/>\n<meta property=\"og:site_name\" content=\"Uitgeverij Van Oorschot\" \/>\n<meta property=\"article:modified_time\" content=\"2021-06-04T17:55:21+00:00\" \/>\n<meta name=\"twitter:card\" content=\"summary_large_image\" \/>\n<meta name=\"twitter:label1\" content=\"Est. reading time\" \/>\n\t<meta name=\"twitter:data1\" content=\"2 minutes\" \/>\n<script type=\"application\/ld+json\" class=\"yoast-schema-graph\">{\"@context\":\"https:\/\/schema.org\",\"@graph\":[{\"@type\":\"WebPage\",\"@id\":\"https:\/\/www.vanoorschot.nl\/en\/dbnl\/fanie-oliviergedichten\/\",\"url\":\"https:\/\/www.vanoorschot.nl\/en\/dbnl\/fanie-oliviergedichten\/\",\"name\":\"Fanie Olivier Gedichten · Uitgeverij Van Oorschot\",\"isPartOf\":{\"@id\":\"https:\/\/www.vanoorschot.nl\/en\/#website\"},\"datePublished\":\"2008-12-31T23:01:42+00:00\",\"dateModified\":\"2021-06-04T17:55:21+00:00\",\"breadcrumb\":{\"@id\":\"https:\/\/www.vanoorschot.nl\/en\/dbnl\/fanie-oliviergedichten\/#breadcrumb\"},\"inLanguage\":\"en-US\",\"potentialAction\":[{\"@type\":\"ReadAction\",\"target\":[\"https:\/\/www.vanoorschot.nl\/en\/dbnl\/fanie-oliviergedichten\/\"]}]},{\"@type\":\"BreadcrumbList\",\"@id\":\"https:\/\/www.vanoorschot.nl\/en\/dbnl\/fanie-oliviergedichten\/#breadcrumb\",\"itemListElement\":[{\"@type\":\"ListItem\",\"position\":1,\"name\":\"Home\",\"item\":\"https:\/\/www.vanoorschot.nl\/en\/\"},{\"@type\":\"ListItem\",\"position\":2,\"name\":\"DBNL\",\"item\":\"https:\/\/www.vanoorschot.nl\/en\/dbnl\/\"},{\"@type\":\"ListItem\",\"position\":3,\"name\":\"Fanie Olivier Gedichten\"}]},{\"@type\":\"WebSite\",\"@id\":\"https:\/\/www.vanoorschot.nl\/en\/#website\",\"url\":\"https:\/\/www.vanoorschot.nl\/en\/\",\"name\":\"Uitgeverij Van Oorschot\",\"description\":\"\",\"potentialAction\":[{\"@type\":\"SearchAction\",\"target\":{\"@type\":\"EntryPoint\",\"urlTemplate\":\"https:\/\/www.vanoorschot.nl\/en\/?s={search_term_string}\"},\"query-input\":{\"@type\":\"PropertyValueSpecification\",\"valueRequired\":true,\"valueName\":\"search_term_string\"}}],\"inLanguage\":\"en-US\"}]}<\/script>\n<!-- \/ Yoast SEO plugin. -->","yoast_head_json":{"title":"Fanie Olivier Gedichten · Uitgeverij Van Oorschot","robots":{"index":"index","follow":"follow","max-snippet":"max-snippet:-1","max-image-preview":"max-image-preview:large","max-video-preview":"max-video-preview:-1"},"canonical":"https:\/\/www.vanoorschot.nl\/en\/dbnl\/fanie-oliviergedichten\/","og_locale":"en_US","og_type":"article","og_title":"Fanie Olivier Gedichten · Uitgeverij Van Oorschot","og_description":"[p. 39] Fanie Olivier Gedichten En God as hy bestaan… \u00a0 neem haar na die soet soel dal \u00a0 van warm skaduwees van malse gras waar \u00a0 die sleutel in haar hand op alle deure pas \u00a0 die paar gebare om haar skielik duisend \u00a0 vlerke kry skitterend met betekenis verbind \u00a0 waar sy kan... Lees verder","og_url":"https:\/\/www.vanoorschot.nl\/en\/dbnl\/fanie-oliviergedichten\/","og_site_name":"Uitgeverij Van Oorschot","article_modified_time":"2021-06-04T17:55:21+00:00","twitter_card":"summary_large_image","twitter_misc":{"Est. reading time":"2 minutes"},"schema":{"@context":"https:\/\/schema.org","@graph":[{"@type":"WebPage","@id":"https:\/\/www.vanoorschot.nl\/en\/dbnl\/fanie-oliviergedichten\/","url":"https:\/\/www.vanoorschot.nl\/en\/dbnl\/fanie-oliviergedichten\/","name":"Fanie Olivier Gedichten · Uitgeverij Van Oorschot","isPartOf":{"@id":"https:\/\/www.vanoorschot.nl\/en\/#website"},"datePublished":"2008-12-31T23:01:42+00:00","dateModified":"2021-06-04T17:55:21+00:00","breadcrumb":{"@id":"https:\/\/www.vanoorschot.nl\/en\/dbnl\/fanie-oliviergedichten\/#breadcrumb"},"inLanguage":"en-US","potentialAction":[{"@type":"ReadAction","target":["https:\/\/www.vanoorschot.nl\/en\/dbnl\/fanie-oliviergedichten\/"]}]},{"@type":"BreadcrumbList","@id":"https:\/\/www.vanoorschot.nl\/en\/dbnl\/fanie-oliviergedichten\/#breadcrumb","itemListElement":[{"@type":"ListItem","position":1,"name":"Home","item":"https:\/\/www.vanoorschot.nl\/en\/"},{"@type":"ListItem","position":2,"name":"DBNL","item":"https:\/\/www.vanoorschot.nl\/en\/dbnl\/"},{"@type":"ListItem","position":3,"name":"Fanie Olivier Gedichten"}]},{"@type":"WebSite","@id":"https:\/\/www.vanoorschot.nl\/en\/#website","url":"https:\/\/www.vanoorschot.nl\/en\/","name":"Uitgeverij Van Oorschot","description":"","potentialAction":[{"@type":"SearchAction","target":{"@type":"EntryPoint","urlTemplate":"https:\/\/www.vanoorschot.nl\/en\/?s={search_term_string}"},"query-input":{"@type":"PropertyValueSpecification","valueRequired":true,"valueName":"search_term_string"}}],"inLanguage":"en-US"}]}},"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.vanoorschot.nl\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/dbnl\/304492","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.vanoorschot.nl\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/dbnl"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.vanoorschot.nl\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/dbnl"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.vanoorschot.nl\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=304492"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.vanoorschot.nl\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=304492"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}