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Ruth Lasters
HALL
To employ a man or womanwho somewhere full-time in a hall
unfolds chairs
one chair for each thing I don’t say to you, for every non-
touch. And then to be able to go there, you and I,
each separately to sit down there just for a moment, perhaps
counting under our breath the rows of chairs already set out.
Making what didn’t happen visible and
visitable.
ZAAL
ZAAL
Een man of vrouw aanstellendie ergens voltijds in een zaal
stoelen openvouwt
één stoel voor elk ding dat ik jou niet zeg, voor elke niet-
aanraking. En dan daar heen te kunnen gaan, jij, ik
elk afzonderlijk daar plaats te nemen even maar, misschien
wel binnensmonds de reeds geplaatste stoelenrijen tellend.
Het niet-gebeurde overschouwelijk maken en
bezoekbaar.
© 2007, Ruth Lasters
From: Vouwplannen
Publisher: Meulenhoff Manteau,
From: Vouwplannen
Publisher: Meulenhoff Manteau,
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HALL
To employ a man or womanwho somewhere full-time in a hall
unfolds chairs
one chair for each thing I don’t say to you, for every non-
touch. And then to be able to go there, you and I,
each separately to sit down there just for a moment, perhaps
counting under our breath the rows of chairs already set out.
Making what didn’t happen visible and
visitable.
From: Vouwplannen
HALL
To employ a man or womanwho somewhere full-time in a hall
unfolds chairs
one chair for each thing I don’t say to you, for every non-
touch. And then to be able to go there, you and I,
each separately to sit down there just for a moment, perhaps
counting under our breath the rows of chairs already set out.
Making what didn’t happen visible and
visitable.
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