Ik heb vandaag zoiets fantastisch in de post gekregen... Supermooi.
Ik heb vandaag zoiets fantastisch in de post gekregen... Supermooi.
[#RandomPoem 743]
We moeten meer
We moeten meer
hoelahoepen
We moeten meer
springen
We moeten meer
krijten op de stoepen
We moeten meer
kinderachtige dingen
[Lars van der Werf]
[#RandomPoem 742]
Canary
Billie Holiday’s burned voice
had as many shadows as lights,
a mournful candelabra against a sleek piano,
the gardenia her signature under that ruined face.
(Now you’re cooking, drummer to bass,
magic spoon, magic needle.
Take all day if you have to
with your mirror and your bracelet of song.)
Fact is, the invention of women under siege
has been to sharpen love in the service of myth.
If you can’t be free, be a mystery.
[Rita Dove]
[#RandomPoem 741]
Staying After
I grew up with horses and poems
when that was the time for that.
[...] I sat
in the balcony with my legs
pushed through the railing,
watching Janis Joplin sing.
Women have houses now, and children.
[...]
At night I watch the apartments
whose windows are still lit
after midnight. I fell in love.
I believed people. And even now
I love the yellow light shining
down on the dirty brick wall.
[Linda Gregg]
“Een nieuwe lente en een nieuw geluid”
Uitgelezen: Mei door Herman Gorter
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