{"id":12002,"date":"2019-06-07T18:22:11","date_gmt":"2019-06-07T16:22:11","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.pomgedichten.nl\/?p=12002"},"modified":"2019-06-08T07:24:15","modified_gmt":"2019-06-08T05:24:15","slug":"lisan-lauvenberg-treurt-over-wilgen-en-andere-bomen","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.pomgedichten.nl\/index.php\/2019\/06\/07\/lisan-lauvenberg-treurt-over-wilgen-en-andere-bomen\/","title":{"rendered":"Lisan Lauvenberg treurt over wilgen en andere bomen"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<div class=\"wp-block-image\"><figure class=\"aligncenter\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"525\" height=\"297\" src=\"https:\/\/www.pomgedichten.nl\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/06\/boom2.jpg\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-12003\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.pomgedichten.nl\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/06\/boom2.jpg 525w, https:\/\/www.pomgedichten.nl\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/06\/boom2-300x170.jpg 300w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 525px) 100vw, 525px\" \/><figcaption><strong>Memoriam voor de bomen.<\/strong> <br><br> Ik heb deze week niets meegemaakt. <br> Wel een heleboel mensen ontmoet die heel veel hadden meegemaakt. <br> Maar dat is hun verhaal en kan ik hier niet vertellen.<br> Dan schend ik hun privacy. <br> Er was wel een bliksem en donder storm. Die veel mensen wakker hield <br> En een massale boomomval heeft veroorzaakt. Die raadselachtig is. <br> Er is een boom op een woonboot gevallen.<br> En een tweede boom viel net naast de ernaast gelegen woonboot. <br> In de ene woonde niemand, in de andere een oude man. <br> Er zijn honderdvijftig bomen omgevallen in de stad. <br> <br>Gek genoeg vaak een aantal naast elkaar. <br> Alsof ze er s\u00e1men genoeg van hadden om daar nog langer te staan. <br> Misschien vonden ze hun plek niet meer leuk, of waren ze moe. <br> Het luchtfilteren in een steeds viezere stad is een hels karwei. <br> Misschien konden ze niet meer tegen het geluid van rolkoffertjes. <br> Hoe zo\u2019n praktische uitvinding tot zoveel geluidsoverlast in staat is. <br> Misschien hadden ze genoeg van al die zware vrachtauto\u2019s. <br> Die bouwmateriaal brengen en uren staan te trillen op hun plek. <br> Wellicht knapt er dan wat, in hun binnenste, zo wortel voor wortel. <br> En dan kunnen ze zich niet meer staande houden bij windkracht tien.<br> Plots staan ze te dansen en zijn helemaal los, wuivend in het weerlicht.<br> De rollende zware donders als helse dansmuziek doet de rest. <br> Misschien was wel het een complot van de  bomenmaffia.<br> <br>Die kleine explosieven aanbracht bij hun wortels, het onweer als dekmantel. <br> Ze zeggen dat bomen kunnen communiceren.<br> Helaas verstaan wij nog geen bomen taal. <br> Ik zag in California, de grootste bomen van de wereld. De sequoia. <br> Die staan er al duizenden jaren, een grote gemeenschap van reuzen. <br> Een boom in de stad leeft nooit zo lang. <br> Maar beleeft wel veel meer. En dat is meer dan ze kunnen hebben. <br> Met hun fijn besnaarde zielen en hun doorgefokte genen. <br> Hun tijd komt eerder, hun diensten zijn zwaarder, hun plek beperkt. <br> <br>En als er \u00e9\u00e9n gaat, gaan er meer. <br> Alleen sterven is zo eenzaam. <br> Dus fluistert hun communicatie netwerk in de bliksem en donder.<br> Dan vangen ze de wind, en wiegen tot ze kraken, om boem, krak<br> Boem krak beng. Dan wachten tot het zagen. <br> Blijft leegte, een gat, een plek waar iets moois was, wat er niet meer is. <br> Ook hier komt de waardering te laat, voor wat ze zijn en wat ze doen. <br><br> \u00a9Lisan Lauvenberg<br> 7 juni 2019 <\/figcaption><\/figure><\/div>\n\r\n\t\t<style>\r\n\t\t\t.huge-it-share-buttons {\r\n\t\t\t\tborder:0px solid #0FB5D6;\r\n\t\t\t\tborder-radius:5px;\r\n\t\t\t\tbackground:#3BD8FF;\r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t text-align:right; \t\t\t\t\t\t}\r\n\r\n\t\t\t#huge-it-share-buttons-top {margin-bottom:0px;}\r\n\t\t\t#huge-it-share-buttons-bottom {margin-top:0px;}\r\n\r\n\t\t\t.huge-it-share-buttons h3 {\r\n\t\t\t\tfont-size:25px ;\r\n\t\t\t\tfont-family:Arial,Helvetica Neue,Helvetica,sans-serif;\r\n\t\t\t\tcolor:#666666;\r\n\r\n\t\t\tdisplay:block;\t\t\t\tline-height:25px ;\r\n\r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t text-align:right; \t\t\t\t\t\t}\r\n\r\n\t\t\t.huge-it-share-buttons ul {\r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t float:right; \t\t\t\t\t\t}\r\n\r\n\t\t\t.huge-it-share-buttons ul li 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