{"id":304663,"date":"2010-01-01T00:02:21","date_gmt":"2009-12-31T23:02:21","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.vanoorschot.nl\/dbnl\/lucas-hirschgedichten\/"},"modified":"2021-06-04T18:57:01","modified_gmt":"2021-06-04T17:57:01","slug":"lucas-hirschgedichten","status":"publish","type":"dbnl","link":"https:\/\/www.vanoorschot.nl\/en\/dbnl\/lucas-hirschgedichten\/","title":{"rendered":"Lucas Hirsch\r\n\r\nGedichten"},"content":{"rendered":"
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\r\nLucas Hirsch<\/i>\r\n\r\n
\r\nGedichten<\/h3>\r\n\r\n

De dichter<\/h4>\r\n\r\n
Papa get the rifle from its place above the french doors\r\n
\r\nThey’re coming from the woods\r\n
\r\nOh they’re coming from the woods\r\n
\r\n-Alela Diane-<\/blockquote>\r\n\r\n
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Vannacht in een droom waarin alles heel was<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Een man een man, een woord een woord<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Het huilen van wolven verbonden met honden<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Vader pak het geweer dat boven de deur hangt<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Ze komen uit het woud<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Ik heb op die deur geklopt in mijn slaap<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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De gloed van mijn vuurhaard bevochten<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Kom niet thuis in dit huis, in dit land<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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De gevaren groot als gloeiende kolen aan<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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de nachtelijke hemel, eronder de roedel<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Broeder het spijt me dat je de patronen ziet branden<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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En dat ik vasthoud aan het goud, als ik loslaat<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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zijn mijn handen vrij<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Ik probeer je tong in een knoop te leggen<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Deze dood in een laken te wikkelen<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
[p. 143]<\/div>\r\n

De natie<\/h4>\r\n\r\n
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Er is te weinig ruimte. We mogen zevenentwintig wolven schieten. Voor\r\n
\r\nde ramen verdringen zich de kijkers. We drijven er achtentwintig in een\r\n
\r\nhoek en halen de trekker over. Om ze een kans te geven schieten we met\r\n
\r\nzesentwintig kogels. Zielig? Een blinde kitten zonder moeder is zielig. En je\r\n
\r\nmoeder? Je moeder is een loeder<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Als we door de body scan lopen zien we dat het tijd is om honger te hebben.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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We leggen onze wapens af en wassen onze handen. Voor de goede vrede\r\n
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Over dit hoofdstuk\/artikel<\/h3>\n

Lucas Hirsch<\/a><\/p>\n
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