{"id":35119,"date":"2026-08-11T15:00:00","date_gmt":"2026-08-11T13:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.pomgedichten.nl\/?p=35119"},"modified":"2026-08-11T07:58:55","modified_gmt":"2026-08-11T05:58:55","slug":"rik-van-boeckel-op-weg-naar-het-land-van-de-fado","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.pomgedichten.nl\/index.php\/2026\/08\/11\/rik-van-boeckel-op-weg-naar-het-land-van-de-fado\/","title":{"rendered":"Rik van Boeckel op weg naar het land van de FADO"},"content":{"rendered":"<div class=\"wp-block-image\">\n<figure class=\"aligncenter size-large is-resized\"><a href=\"https:\/\/www.pomgedichten.nl\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/08\/rik-van-boeckel1.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"1024\" height=\"683\" src=\"https:\/\/www.pomgedichten.nl\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/08\/rik-van-boeckel1-1024x683.jpg\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-35120\" style=\"aspect-ratio:1.49928314023327;width:449px;height:auto\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.pomgedichten.nl\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/08\/rik-van-boeckel1-1024x683.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/www.pomgedichten.nl\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/08\/rik-van-boeckel1-300x200.jpg 300w, https:\/\/www.pomgedichten.nl\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/08\/rik-van-boeckel1-768x512.jpg 768w, https:\/\/www.pomgedichten.nl\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/08\/rik-van-boeckel1-1536x1024.jpg 1536w, https:\/\/www.pomgedichten.nl\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/08\/rik-van-boeckel1-1568x1045.jpg 1568w, https:\/\/www.pomgedichten.nl\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/08\/rik-van-boeckel1.jpg 2048w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 1024px) 100vw, 1024px\" \/><\/a><figcaption class=\"wp-element-caption\"><em>Hallo Pom<br>Ik vertrek weer naar Lissabon.  Ik ben al vaak in Portugal geweest\u00a0<br>en luister vaak naar fado muziek. De teksten zijn door Portugese dichters geschreven. Heb vandaag dit gedicht over fado geschreven. Heb de po\u00ebziebundel\u00a0<br>Lisbon Poets ooit in Lissabon gekocht.\u00a0<br>Met dichterlijke groet\u00a0<br>Rik van Boeckel\u00a0<\/em><br><br><br><strong>De po\u00ebtische sleutel van fado<\/strong><br><br><br>De saudade van Lisboa<br>wacht op voorbijgangers\u00a0<br>in de Alfama en Mouraria wijken<br><br><br>zij wandelen door de Augusta straat<br>naar de Pra\u00e7a do Comercio<br>en de Taag aan de wijk Santa Maria Maior<br><br><br>en naar het zittend beeld<br>van de beroemde dichter Fernando Pessoa\u00a0<br>in de Baixa Chiado wijk<br><br><br>wie zijn pseudoniemen kent<br>is po\u00ebtisch goed verwend<br>lezend in de Lisbon Poets bundel<br><br><br>Lu\u00eds de Cam\u00f5es laat zijn sonnetten lezen<br>als de nationale held van Portugal\u00a0<br>Am\u00e1lia Rodrigues zong zijn po\u00ebzie\u00a0<br><br><br>zij is de fadista van traditionele saudade<br>po\u00ebzie is een van de sleutels van fado\u00a0<br>de herinnering aan Cam\u00f5es,Pessoa en Am\u00e1lia.<br><br><br>Rik Van 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