Wolkenadem


Natuur en leven. Teksten, tekeningen en foto's, van Adelheid tenzij anders vermeld.

"Kleine waarheden kunnen we begrijpen, grote voelen we slechts aan" (Oscar van der Hallen, met dank aan Ollie)


30.6.08

Familielawaai


Feestvoorbereiding
met ruzie en discussie
en liefde plannen


27.6.08

Voorgevoel


Kindje omklemt been
en kijkt met grote ogen
naar de babysit


24.6.08

Niet altijd

Mara thought that 'living with Dromas for twenty years' was like listening to a song, or a story, so far was it from her, or from anything she expected. She put her hand on his arm and said, 'You know, Juba, there's a solution.'
'What?' he said angrily. 'There are things no one can change, nothing can make better - young people are like that, you think there must be a solution to everything, well there isn't. Dromas and I are - one person. And now I lie awake at night and I can't sleep because of that girl - and I don't even like her. I've never liked Kira. She's a sly, cold little piece. Dromas has taken her bed into another room because she can't bear it. I feel as if I've been cut in two.'
For a while they stood silent, while in front of them the young men marched efficiently up and down, believing that Juba was watching them.
It was a hot day - but when was that not true? They were well into the dry season. Out on the plain the dust devils lazed by. Here, the stream that she and Dann had bathed in was lower and in places - Mara saw this with a feeling of foreboding - was not a stream, but had become a string of waterholes.
...
'...no, no. I'm afraid. There's nothing more terrible, children dying, the babies...'
And she thought, surprised at herself, It is true, back in the Rock Village, the children and the babies dying; but it was so terrible I wouldn't let myself feel it, and so when that child died on the journey here I felt nothing. I don't want to feel, I don't want that again - never. And she felt now the anguish of seeing the dying babies in the Rock Village, babies being born, then dying, or surviving for a while, so that everyone watched, hoping, and then another bad dry season - and they died. The mothers' stony faces, the fathers' angry faces as they dug little graves in the hard earth, or put the corpses out for the scavengers.
Juba put his arm around Mara, and she leaned against him and most bitterly sobbed, to make up for all the tears she had held back then. And he stood, full of sorrow, and thought that this girl could never understand his grief over Dromas.

(Doris Lessing, Mara and Dann. An adventure, p.159-161)


Adem ergens


Ja je kietelde mijn ziel
je hielp de lucht opnieuw ademen
je opende deuren en luiken
je verre blik en je woordenhanden opaak lichtend

Slink je nu in de horizon van steeds verder misten
komt er een eind aan ons ongelijk toneel
laat dan anderen je geven
wat ik niet mag in je kerend seizoen

Je peilde m'n eerste diepte
je toonde jouw derde schoonheid
je gaf me zoveel
meer

Ik stamel naar je kraanvogeldans, je ronde toren
te weinig, te veel, te vroeg, te laat
ik voel te veel. Ik ga nu verder

Als ik weet dat je bent, elders
kan ik rusten in het rusteloos voelen
ik verlucht je tot mijn verdwijnpunt
ga jij, ga nog niet dood. Stel het wel.
Ergens.



22.6.08

Nooit meer


De junival ach
appeltjes blijven vallen
't begrip te boven


20.6.08

Adem inhouden


'k Houd je fietsje vast
ik houd mijn hart vast
ik . laat . je . los


17.6.08

Hoog, laag


De vele regen
hielp de bloemen eerst groeien
en zich dan buigen


15.6.08

Vreugde


Muzikale stilte
hij speelt stralend van ogen
met koptelefoon


12.6.08

Dansende boterbloem


























Is geweest


Ik lig in de wei
stil onder mijn strooien hoed
met zonnegaatjes


10.6.08

Met alles


Tai chi buiten
merels en duiven koeren
wij vliegen hen na


8.6.08

Altijd


Ik vul mijn dagen
en ledig mijn gedachten
met moedigheid


6.6.08

Volle auto


Lifters meenemen
achterbank vol hormonen
en rugzakken


4.6.08

Ruzie


Een vlindertrilling
die een orkaan veroorzaakt
misgevallen woord


1.6.08

Interpretatie


Voelsprietend lees ik
je warme smakelijkheid
vi(v)a internet