{"id":19903,"date":"2026-03-15T02:00:00","date_gmt":"2026-03-15T01:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.konsenylje.nl\/?p=19903"},"modified":"2026-04-05T02:37:27","modified_gmt":"2026-04-05T00:37:27","slug":"else-lasker-schuler-oan-de-barbaar","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.konsenylje.nl\/?p=19903","title":{"rendered":"Else Lasker-Sch\u00fcler, <em>Oan de Barbaar<\/em>"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp;<br \/>\n<big><em>Oan de Barbaar<\/em><\/big><\/p>\n<p>As it nacht is lis ik<br \/>\nOp dyn gesicht.<\/p>\n<p>Op de steppe fan dyn liif<br \/>\nPlantsje ik seders en amandelbeammen.<\/p>\n<p>Net wurch te krijen graaf ik yn dyn boarst<br \/>\nNei de gouden freugden fan de farao.<\/p>\n<p>Mar dyn lippen binne swier,<br \/>\nMyn w\u00fbnders ferlosse se net.<\/p>\n<p>Til no dochs dyn sniehimels<br \/>\nFan myn siele \u2013<\/p>\n<p>Dyn diamanten dreamen<br \/>\nSnije myn ieren iepen.<\/p>\n<p>Ik bin Joazef en om myn b\u00fbnte h\u00fbd<br \/>\nDraach ik in swiete gurdle.<\/p>\n<p>Do wurdst bliid fan it ferskrikte r\u00fbzjen<br \/>\nFan myn skulpen.<\/p>\n<p>Mar dyn hert lit gjin see\u00ebn mear yn.<br \/>\nO, do!<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><big><em>Dem Barbaren<\/em><\/big><\/p>\n<p>Ich liege in den N\u00e4chten<br \/>\nAuf deinem Angesicht.<\/p>\n<p>Auf deines Leibes Steppe<br \/>\nPflanze ich Zedern und Mandelb\u00e4ume.<\/p>\n<p>Ich w\u00fchle in deiner Brust unerm\u00fcdlich<br \/>\nNach den goldenen Freuden Pharaos.<\/p>\n<p>Aber deine Lippen sind schwer,<br \/>\nMeine Wunder erl\u00f6sen sie nicht.<\/p>\n<p>Hebe doch deine Schneehimmel<br \/>\nVon meiner Seele \u2013<\/p>\n<p>Deine diamantnen Tr\u00e4ume<br \/>\nSchneiden meine Adern auf.<\/p>\n<p>Ich bin Joseph und trage einen s\u00fc\u00dfen G\u00fcrtel<br \/>\nUm meine bunte Haut.<\/p>\n<p>Dich begl\u00fcckt das erschrockene Rauschen<br \/>\nMeiner Muscheln.<\/p>\n<p>Aber dein Herz l\u00e4\u00dft keine Meere mehr ein.<br \/>\nO du!<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Ut <em>Die gesammelten Gedichte<\/em>, 1917<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp; Oan de Barbaar As it nacht is lis ik Op dyn gesicht. Op de steppe fan dyn liif Plantsje ik seders en amandelbeammen. Net wurch te krijen graaf ik yn dyn boarst Nei de gouden freugden fan de farao. &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/www.konsenylje.nl\/?p=19903\">Fierder l\u00eaze <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1391],"tags":[1306],"class_list":["post-19903","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-else-lasker-schuler","tag-else-lasker-schuler"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.konsenylje.nl\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/19903","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.konsenylje.nl\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.konsenylje.nl\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.konsenylje.nl\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.konsenylje.nl\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=19903"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/www.konsenylje.nl\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/19903\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":19906,"href":"https:\/\/www.konsenylje.nl\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/19903\/revisions\/19906"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.konsenylje.nl\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=19903"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.konsenylje.nl\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=19903"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.konsenylje.nl\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=19903"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}