{"id":16517,"date":"2020-10-07T07:51:25","date_gmt":"2020-10-07T05:51:25","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.pomgedichten.nl\/?p=16517"},"modified":"2020-10-07T07:51:26","modified_gmt":"2020-10-07T05:51:26","slug":"merik-van-der-torren-hij-hangt-zon-beetje-in-de-lucht-boven-de-regen-en-het-duister-die-mooie-zomermiddag","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.pomgedichten.nl\/index.php\/2020\/10\/07\/merik-van-der-torren-hij-hangt-zon-beetje-in-de-lucht-boven-de-regen-en-het-duister-die-mooie-zomermiddag\/","title":{"rendered":"Merik van der Torren &#8211; &#8216;Hij hangt zo&#8217;n beetje in de lucht, boven de regen en het duister, die mooie zomermiddag&#8230;"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\"><em>Hij hangt zo&#8217;n beetje in de lucht,<br>boven de regen en het duister,<br>die mooie zomermiddag<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<div class=\"wp-block-image\"><figure class=\"aligncenter size-full is-resized\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/www.pomgedichten.nl\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/10\/merikruigoord5.jpg\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-16518\" width=\"360\" height=\"480\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.pomgedichten.nl\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/10\/merikruigoord5.jpg 720w, https:\/\/www.pomgedichten.nl\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/10\/merikruigoord5-225x300.jpg 225w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 360px) 100vw, 360px\" \/><figcaption>de amsterdamse dichter Merik van der Torren is in tijden van Corona te vinden in de tuinen.  weer of geen weer &#8211;  waar de po\u00ebzie heerst heerst de covid niet. nou ja alleen in de po\u00ebzie dan als de dichter dat voorschrijft.<br><br><em>Hoi Pom,<br>\u00a0In deze tijd lijkt bijvoorbeeld een tuinfeest iets uit een ver verleden. Daarover gaat deze bijdrage voor pomgedichten, groet, Merik<\/em><br>\u00a0<br><br><em><strong>Tuinfeest<\/strong><\/em><br><br>Hij hangt zo&#8217;n beetje in de lucht,<br>boven de regen en het duister,<br>die mooie zomermiddag<br>bij het 100-jarig -Tuinpark Buitenzorgfeest.<br>\u00a0<br>Het was een mooie zomermiddag.<br>Frans trok gewoon zijn hemd uit,<br>speelde gitaar en zong zijn lied.<br>Mirjam en ik deden onze po\u00ebzie en<br>ook Boris, de zoon van Frans.<br>\u00a0<br>De tuin was vol luisteraars,<br>wel dertig tuinders en vrienden.<br>Er was wijn genoeg voor iedereen.<br>Ook de vogels in de bomen hadden plezier en<br>vlinders dansten in je zwarte haar.<br>Het was een hele mooie zomermiddag.<br>\u00a0<br>\u00a0<br><em>Juli 2017 \u2013 oktober 2020<\/em> <br>Merik van der Torren<\/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; 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