{"id":23467,"date":"2022-09-23T07:06:15","date_gmt":"2022-09-23T05:06:15","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.pomgedichten.nl\/?p=23467"},"modified":"2022-09-28T13:36:18","modified_gmt":"2022-09-28T11:36:18","slug":"seraphina-hassels-over-17-september-bommen-bommen-klinkt-het-gesmoord-zijn-zo-onmenselijk-hard","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.pomgedichten.nl\/index.php\/2022\/09\/23\/seraphina-hassels-over-17-september-bommen-bommen-klinkt-het-gesmoord-zijn-zo-onmenselijk-hard\/","title":{"rendered":"Seraphina Hassels over 17 september: &#8216;bommen, bommen, klinkt het gesmoord \/zijn z\u00f3 onmenselijk hard&#8230;&#8217;"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\"><\/p>\n\n\n<div class=\"wp-block-image\">\n<figure class=\"aligncenter size-large is-resized\"><a href=\"https:\/\/www.pomgedichten.nl\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/09\/image-1.png\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/www.pomgedichten.nl\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/09\/image-1-576x1024.png\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-23468\" width=\"432\" height=\"768\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.pomgedichten.nl\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/09\/image-1-576x1024.png 576w, https:\/\/www.pomgedichten.nl\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/09\/image-1-169x300.png 169w, https:\/\/www.pomgedichten.nl\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/09\/image-1.png 750w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 432px) 100vw, 432px\" \/><\/a><figcaption><strong>Oorlog baart&nbsp;<\/strong><br><br><br>17 september 1944 &#8211; 17 september sindsdien<br><br><br>De ene hand verkrampt om mijn pols<br>zijn hoofd boort dieper in mijn armholte<br>om alsnog het geluid te dempen<br>hij ligt ontroostbaar en klein in mijn armen<br><br><br>bommen, bommen, klinkt het gesmoord<br>zijn z\u00f3 onmenselijk hard<br>zo\u2019n geluid zou niet mogen bestaan<br>in de stem mijn vader, een jongetje van elf jaar<br><br><br>bijeengedreven dieren onder de donkere keldertrap&nbsp;<br>het stinkt naar angstzweet<br>wijd open ogen, fluisterend bidden wordt luider<br>geluid van bommenwerpers steeds dichterbij&nbsp;<br>maar hij is niet bang, hij is boos&nbsp;<br>hij wil op het dak van de tuinschuur klimmen<br>schreeuwen, vechten, terugschieten<br><br><br>dit gebroken kind ligt in nu mijn armen<br>hij heeft een luchtbuks in zijn andere hand<br>rood doorlopen ogen kijken mij aan<br>nu vecht ik terug als ze komen<br><br><br>mijn vader en ik&nbsp;<br>we wachten samen, naast de tuinschuur<br>het diepe brommen van bommenwerpers slaat kraters in stilte<br>vandaag, de herdenking van \u2018de Slag om Arnhem\u2019<br>17 september 1944<br><br><br>parachutisten zweven vredig als bloempluisjes naar beneden<br>in het hoofd van mijn vader vallen nog steeds bommen<br>ik zie zijn arm strekken, schieten voor vrede<br>ik sta erbij en kijk ernaar en zie<br>dat oorlog alleen oorlog baren kan<br><br><br>Seraphina 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