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op 21 maart 1968
in het tijdschrift
HAND

some premature things are 
in this world 
written by the deaf-mute 
and their words are naked 
under angry-looking trees 

some overworked birds 
full of sensitive desire 
whistle while they hear 
nothing senseful
in this world 
of wide-open-looking wings 

some distrusted dogs 
barking disappointed 
in this world 
dark and dying 
out of which their music 
sounds like the deaths 
in their dewful tombs 
right in the middle 
of the big wide-open-looking church

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