Q&A: i/d 2e helft v/d jaren '60 toen ik i/d 20 was

voelde ik me nogal aangesproken door o.a. teksten als de volgende van Frédéric Prokosch van voor de 2e WO:

I DIDN'T KNOW ANYTHING AT ALL
MY MIND WAS PURE OF THOUGHT
ALL IT COULD GRASP WAS THE GRAY SKY PARTING OVERHEAD LIKE A HUGE MOTH OPENING ITS WINGS
NOTHING ELSE
UNTIL SLOWLY THE GREATER PEAKS CAME INTO VIEW
THE STARS DISAPPEARED AND THE MISTS WENT ROLLING

I WAS ALONE AND IT WAS VERY QUIET
I LISTENED PAINSTAKINGLY LIKE A MAN'S FINGERS GROPING IN AN UNLIT ROOM TO MAKE SURE THAT THE SILENCE WAS ABSOLUTE
YES IT WAS ABSOLUTE, NOT A MURMUR ANYWHERE, IT WAS AS IF I HAD BEEN BURIED IN ICE, FROZEN STILL, EVERYTHING STIFFENED AND QUIETED

I TRIED TO GO TO SLEEP, FOR DELICATELY I WAS GROWING AWARE OF A NASTY BITING FEELING IN MY LEFT HIP
BUT AS I WAS BEGINNING TO DOZE OFF I HEARD A SOUND, A LOW BUZZ, STEADY AND QUITE UNEXPLAINABLY FRIGHTENING
THE SOUND OF TIME, I THOUGHT TO MYSELF, TIME, ROLLING PAST, AND THE WORLD TURNING ON ITS TINY AXIS

AND AGAIN I THOUGHT OF TIME
THESE HILLS, YES, THEY WERE PRETTY OLD, THERE WAS NO DENYING IT
BUT THE SPACE THAT WENT DRIPPING FROM THEIR SIDES LIKE A SPRING FROM A BARE ROCK, THAT WAS OLDER YET

IT WAS LIKE A WELL, WAY DOWN INSIDE IT ONE COULD BE AWARE OF THE SHAPES STILL MOVING
THE ROAR OF THE SABER-TOOTHED TIGER HAD HIT AGAINST IT AND REBOUNDED FROM IT, AND BEFORE THAT THE CROAKING OF THE FIRST TOADS, AND BEFORE THAT THE BUBBLINGS WHEN THE CONTINENTS ROSE OUT OF THE SEA AND OTHERS SANK INTO THE SEA
AND EVEN THAT WASN'T REAL AGE

REAL AGE WAS SILENCE
REAL AGE WAS WAY BEFORE THAT
NO WELL AS DEEP AS THAT COULD BE IMAGINED
DROP A MAN'S THOUGHT DOWN THAT ABYSS AND IT WOULD GO pop, EVAPORATE, FADE INTO NOTHING LONG BEFORE IT GOT HALFWAY DOWN

THE VOICE OF HUMANITY WOULD BE LIKE A LITTLE BELL, EXPLORING WISTFULLY DEEP IN THAT HUGE CISTERN
I FOULD HEAR IT TINKLING AND TINKLING, EVER SO FAINTLY

SUDDENLY I BEGAN TO FEEL CALMER
THE PAIN IN MY HIP WAS GROWING LESS
I ROLLED OVER ON MY BACK AND STARED UP AT THE SKY
BUT INSTEAD OF THE SUN AND. THE CLOUDS WHAT I SAW WAS A KIND DARK FACE
GAZING DOWN AT ME





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