Foto: © Hans Mellendijk | Landverhuizersplein | Rotterdam
Uit de collectie Mellendijk (keuze dichter en gedicht) voorraad Mellendijk: Jules Deelder⇲
Foto: © Peter Bevers | Hudson River | NY
uit de collectie Mellendijk (keuze dichter en gedicht) voorraad Mannen van Bevers: Delmore Schwartz⇲
I am a poet of the Hudson River and the heights above it, the lights, the stars, and the bridges I am also by self-appointment the laureate of the Atlantic -of the peoples' hearts, crossing it to new America. I am burdened with the truck and chimera, hope, acquired in the sweating sick-excited passage in steerage, strange and estranged Hence I must descry and describe the kingdom of emotion. For I am a poet of the kindergarten (in the city) and the cemetery (in the city) And rapture and ragtime and also the secret city in the heart and mind This is the song of the natural city self in the 20th century. It is true but only partly true that a city is a "tyranny of numbers" (This is the chant of the urban metropolitan and metaphysical self After the first two World Wars of the 20th century) --- This is the city self, looking from window to lighted window When the squares and checks of faintly yellow light Shine at night, upon a huge dim board and slab-like tombs, Hiding many lives. It is the city consciousness Which sees and says: more: more and more: always more.