{"id":16630,"date":"2022-08-07T23:00:00","date_gmt":"2022-08-07T21:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.konsenylje.nl\/?p=16630"},"modified":"2022-08-13T09:51:00","modified_gmt":"2022-08-13T07:51:00","slug":"wallace-stevens-hieltyd-minder-minsklik-o-woeste-geast","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.konsenylje.nl\/?p=16630","title":{"rendered":"Wallace Stevens, Hieltyd minder minsklik, o woeste geast<\/em>"},"content":{"rendered":"

 
\nHieltyd minder minsklik, o woeste geast<\/em><\/big><\/p>\n

As der in god w\u00eaze moat yn h\u00fbs, w\u00eaze moat,
\nDy\u2019t op de trep en yn de keamers dingen seit,<\/p>\n

Lit him dan bewege sa\u2019t op de flier it sinneljocht
\nOf moanneljocht beweecht, swijend, as de skym fan Plato<\/p>\n

Of it skelet fan Aristoteles. Lit him syn stjerren
\nUthingje oan de muorre. Hy moat stil ferbliuw h\u00e2lde.<\/p>\n

Hy moat net prate kinne, sletten w\u00eaze, sa\u2019t sy binne:
\nSa\u2019t ljocht is, nettsjinsteande al syn beweging;<\/p>\n

Sa\u2019t kleur is, al hoe tichteby \u00fas ek;
\nSa\u2019t foarmen binne, ek al sizze dy \u00fas oan.<\/p>\n

It is de minske dy\u2019t de b\u00fbtensteander is,
\nDe minske dy\u2019t gjin neef hat op de moanne.<\/p>\n

It is de minske dy\u2019t syn spraak fan bisten
\nOf fan de \u00fbnmeidielsume massa begeart.<\/p>\n

As der in god w\u00eaze moat yn h\u00fbs, lit him ien w\u00eaze
\nDy\u2019t as wy prate \u00fas net heart: in koelte,<\/p>\n

In fermiljoene neatens, in stikje fan de massa
\nD\u00ear\u2019t wy te fier op \u00f4fst\u00e2n \u00fbnderdiel fan binne.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Less and Less Human, O Savage Spirit<\/em><\/big><\/p>\n

If there must be a god in the house, must be,
\nSaying things in the rooms and on the stair,<\/p>\n

Let him move as the sunlight moves on the floor,
\nOr moonlight, silently, as Plato\u2019s ghost<\/p>\n

Or Aristotle\u2019s skeleton. Let him hang out
\nHis stars on the wall. He must dwell quietly.<\/p>\n

He must be incapable of speaking, closed,
\nAs those are: as light, for all its motion, is;<\/p>\n

As color, even the closest to us, is;
\nAs shapes, though they portend us, are.<\/p>\n

It is the human that is the alien,
\nThe human that has no cousin in the moon.<\/p>\n

It is the human that demands his speech
\nFrom beasts or from the incommunicable mass.<\/p>\n

If there must be a god in the house, let him be one
\nThat will not hear us when we speak: a coolness,<\/p>\n

A vermilioned nothingness, any stick of the mass
\nOf which we are too distantly a part.<\/p>\n

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Ut Transport to Summer<\/em>, 1947. YouTube: Wallace Stevens draacht \u2018Less and Less Human, O Savage<\/nobr> Spirit\u2019 foar, wierskynlik yn 1952 of 1954.<\/nobr><\/p>\n