{"id":18874,"date":"2025-03-23T01:00:00","date_gmt":"2025-03-23T00:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.konsenylje.nl\/?p=18874"},"modified":"2025-03-30T03:56:09","modified_gmt":"2025-03-30T01:56:09","slug":"anne-sexton-jezus-rint","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.konsenylje.nl\/?p=18874","title":{"rendered":"Anne Sexton, Jezus rint<\/em>"},"content":{"rendered":"

 
\nJezus rint<\/em><\/big><\/p>\n

Doe\u2019t Jezus de wyldernis ynr\u00fbn
\ndroech er in man op \u2019e r\u00each,
\nit hie teminsten de foarm fan in man,
\nin fiskerman faaks mei in snotnoas,
\nin bakker faaks mei moal yn \u2019e eagen.
\nDe man wie sa te sjen dea
\nen wie dochs \u00fbnombringber.
\nJezus droech in protte manlju
\ndochs wie der mar ien man \u2013
\nas it wier in man wie.
\nAlle bl\u00eaden d\u00ear yn de wyldernis
\nstutsen de hannen \u00fat
\nmar Jezus gong fierder.
\nDe bijen lokken him nei harren huning
\nmar Jezus gong fierder.
\nIt swyn snijde syn hert \u00fat en bea it oan
\nmar Jezus gong fierder
\nmei syn swiere l\u00east.
\nDe duvel kaam en joech him in sn\u00fatslach
\nen Jezus r\u00fbn troch.
\nDe duvel liet de ierde bewege as in lift
\nen Jezus r\u00fbn troch.
\nDe duvel boude in st\u00ead fol huorren,
\nallegearre yn lytse ingeleb\u00eaden,
\nen Jezus r\u00fbn troch mei syn l\u00east.
\nFjirtich dagen en fjirtich nachten lang
\nsette Jezus de iene foet foar de oare
\nen de man dy\u2019t er droech,
\nas it al in man wie,
\nwaard swierder en swierder.
\nHy droech alle beammen fan de wr\u00e2ld
\nen sy binne ien beam.
\nHy droech fjirtich moannen
\nen sy binne ien moanne.
\nHy droech alle learzens
\nfan alle manlju yn de wr\u00e2ld
\nen sy binne ien lears.
\nHy droech \u00fas bloed.
\nIen bloed.<\/p>\n

Bidde, wist Jezus,
\nis in man w\u00eaze dy\u2019t in man draacht.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Jesus Walking<\/em><\/big><\/p>\n

When Jesus walked into the wilderness
\nhe carried a man on his back,
\nat least it had the form of a man,
\na fisherman perhaps with a wet nose,
\na baker perhaps with flour in his eyes.
\nThe man was dead it seems
\nand yet he was unkillable.
\nJesus carried many men
\nyet there was only one man \u2013
\nif indeed it was a man.
\nThere in the wilderness all the leaves
\nreached out their hands
\nbut Jesus went on by.
\nThe bees beckoned him to their honey
\nbut Jesus went on by.
\nThe boar cut out its heart and offered it
\nbut Jesus went on by
\nwith his heavy burden.
\nThe devil approached and slapped him on the jaw
\nand Jesus walked on.
\nThe devil made the earth move like an elevator
\nand Jesus walked on.
\nThe devil built a city of whores,
\neach in little angel beds,
\nand Jesus walked on with his burden.
\nFor forty days, for forty nights
\nJesus put one foot in front of the other
\nand the man he carried,
\nif it was a man,
\nbecame heavier and heavier.
\nHe was carrying all the trees of the world
\nwhich are one tree.
\nHe was carrying forty moons
\nwhich are one moon.
\nHe was carrying all the boots
\nof all the men in the world
\nwhich are one boot.
\nHe was carrying our blood.
\nOne blood.<\/p>\n

To pray, Jesus knew,
\nis to be a man carrying a man.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Ut The Death Notebooks<\/em>, 1974. YouTube: Anne Sexton Reads Her Poetry<\/em>: \u2018Jesus Walking\u2019.<\/p>\n