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Piet Gerbrandy

CELLARWIFE SHRILL ME A TUNE ON YOUR REED

Cellarwife shrill me a tune on your reed
bring refreshment at noon for I thirst

for fortress of blue snapping stillness for
frost in the ground for the shining gesture of orion.

Awesome are the fastenings of your weight denying stays.
Addictive are the morsels on your self-baked platter.
Warped is your sisters’ greed for knowledge.

Atticwife stretch me a beam under rooftile
blasting lightning knit me a heel so I may

take flight shape me a swallow that outwits
drones as the evening yawns wide open.

Woolly vixens set out from their reeking strongholds.
The woodworm gnaws steadily at its nocturne.
The fungus spreads over acres of forest.

Verandahwife bear me acceptance.

Keldervrouw snerp me een deun op uw riet

Keldervrouw snerp me een deun op uw riet
bied verkoeling bij noen want mij dorst

naar slot van blauw happende stilte naar
vorst in de grond naar het lichtend gebaar van orion.

Vervaarlijk is het sluitwerk van uw zwaarte loochenend lijfje.
Verslavend zijn de hapjes op uw zelf gebakken schotel.
Wanstaltig is de weetzucht van uw zusters.

Zoldervrouw span me een balk onder pannen
schendende bliksem brei me een hiel dat ik

vlucht boetseer me een zwaluw die darren
verschalkt in de open te sperren avond.

Vachtige teven verlaten hun riekende burchten.
De houtworm knaagt gestadig aan haar nachtlied.
De woekerzwam bestrijkt hektaren woud.

Verandavrouw baar me berusting.
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CELLARWIFE SHRILL ME A TUNE ON YOUR REED

Cellarwife shrill me a tune on your reed
bring refreshment at noon for I thirst

for fortress of blue snapping stillness for
frost in the ground for the shining gesture of orion.

Awesome are the fastenings of your weight denying stays.
Addictive are the morsels on your self-baked platter.
Warped is your sisters’ greed for knowledge.

Atticwife stretch me a beam under rooftile
blasting lightning knit me a heel so I may

take flight shape me a swallow that outwits
drones as the evening yawns wide open.

Woolly vixens set out from their reeking strongholds.
The woodworm gnaws steadily at its nocturne.
The fungus spreads over acres of forest.

Verandahwife bear me acceptance.

CELLARWIFE SHRILL ME A TUNE ON YOUR REED

Cellarwife shrill me a tune on your reed
bring refreshment at noon for I thirst

for fortress of blue snapping stillness for
frost in the ground for the shining gesture of orion.

Awesome are the fastenings of your weight denying stays.
Addictive are the morsels on your self-baked platter.
Warped is your sisters’ greed for knowledge.

Atticwife stretch me a beam under rooftile
blasting lightning knit me a heel so I may

take flight shape me a swallow that outwits
drones as the evening yawns wide open.

Woolly vixens set out from their reeking strongholds.
The woodworm gnaws steadily at its nocturne.
The fungus spreads over acres of forest.

Verandahwife bear me acceptance.
Sponsors
Gemeente Rotterdam
Nederlands Letterenfonds
Stichting Van Beuningen Peterich-fonds
Prins Bernhard cultuurfonds
Lira fonds
Versopolis
J.E. Jurriaanse
Gefinancierd door de Europese Unie
Elise Mathilde Fonds
Stichting Verzameling van Wijngaarden-Boot
Veerhuis
VDM
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