{"id":66,"date":"2025-12-09T10:58:21","date_gmt":"2025-12-09T10:58:21","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/irisdrenth.nl\/?p=66"},"modified":"2025-12-09T11:04:02","modified_gmt":"2025-12-09T11:04:02","slug":"grensland","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/irisdrenth.nl\/?p=66","title":{"rendered":"Grensland"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<div class=\"wp-block-group alignfull is-style-section-1 has-global-padding is-layout-constrained wp-block-group-is-layout-constrained is-style-section-1--1\" style=\"margin-top:0;margin-bottom:0;padding-top:var(--wp--preset--spacing--80);padding-bottom:var(--wp--preset--spacing--80)\">\n<div class=\"wp-block-columns alignwide is-layout-flex wp-container-core-columns-is-layout-66fad18a wp-block-columns-is-layout-flex\">\n<div class=\"wp-block-column is-layout-flow wp-block-column-is-layout-flow\" style=\"padding-right:var(--wp--preset--spacing--50);flex-basis:45%\">\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image size-full\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"800\" height=\"576\" src=\"https:\/\/irisdrenth.nl\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/12\/fotoomametzusstrand.jpg\" alt=\"hereniging op het strand \u00a9IrisDrenth\" class=\"wp-image-61\" srcset=\"https:\/\/irisdrenth.nl\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/12\/fotoomametzusstrand.jpg 800w, https:\/\/irisdrenth.nl\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/12\/fotoomametzusstrand-300x216.jpg 300w, https:\/\/irisdrenth.nl\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/12\/fotoomametzusstrand-768x553.jpg 768w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 800px) 100vw, 800px\" \/><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<div class=\"wp-block-group has-global-padding is-layout-constrained wp-block-group-is-layout-constrained\" style=\"margin-top:-12vw\">\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image alignright size-full is-resized\" style=\"margin-right:-5vw;margin-left:-5vw\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"604\" height=\"805\" src=\"https:\/\/irisdrenth.nl\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/12\/omslagWR.jpg\" alt=\"omslag Walentina's Ruimte\" class=\"wp-image-62\" style=\"aspect-ratio:0.7503192106790482;width:230px;height:auto\" srcset=\"https:\/\/irisdrenth.nl\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/12\/omslagWR.jpg 604w, https:\/\/irisdrenth.nl\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/12\/omslagWR-225x300.jpg 225w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 604px) 100vw, 604px\" \/><\/figure>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n\n\n\n<div class=\"wp-block-column is-vertically-aligned-center is-layout-flow wp-block-column-is-layout-flow\" style=\"padding-right:0;padding-left:0;flex-basis:60%\">\n<p class=\"is-style-text-subtitle has-medium-font-size is-style-text-subtitle--2\"><em>When I am dead, bury me<br>In my beloved Ukraine,<br>My tomb upon a grave mound high<br>Amid the spreading plain,<br>So that the fields, the boundless steppes,<br>The Dnieper\u2019s plunging shore<br>My eyes could see, my ears could hear<br>The mighty river roar.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-medium-font-size\"><em>Uit: Testament (Zapovit)<br>Taras Shevchenko, 25 december 1845, Pereiaslav<br>Vertaald door John Weir, Toronto, 1961<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Grensland<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Het warme land van de Oekra\u00efne in de zomer:<br>de meisjes, hand in hand, en Walentina draagt<br>de mooiste jurk want haar vader heeft meer<br>geleerd dan de boeren. Zelf zal ze ook leren,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>van de kleinste koevlekken tot aan de stand<br>van de zon en de maan boven toendra en taiga,<br>de steppen en het graan. De soldaten van Hitler <br>en Stalin geven haar toekomst een vreemde naam.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>,,De ossen loeien als de voederbakken vol zijn\u201d,<br>zei ze laatst, ,,dat stond in de schoolboekjes maar<br>dat is niet goed. Als de voederbakken leeg zijn<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"is-style-default\">natuurlijk\u201d, en ze giechelde. <em>Als ik straks dood ben<br>begraaf dan mijn hart in de Oekra\u00efne<\/em>. Ik zette de<br>kopjes op tafel en schikte de bloemen in het raam.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"is-style-default has-fira-code-font-family has-small-font-size\">@Iris Drenth, Walentina&#8217;s Ruimte (Amsterdam, 2011)<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>When I am dead, bury meIn my beloved Ukraine,My tomb upon a grave mound highAmid the spreading plain,So that the fields, the boundless steppes,The Dnieper\u2019s plunging shoreMy eyes could see, my ears could hearThe mighty river roar. Uit: Testament (Zapovit)Taras Shevchenko, 25 december 1845, PereiaslavVertaald door John Weir, Toronto, 1961 Grensland Het warme land van [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-66","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-blog"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/irisdrenth.nl\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/66","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/irisdrenth.nl\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/irisdrenth.nl\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/irisdrenth.nl\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/irisdrenth.nl\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=66"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/irisdrenth.nl\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/66\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":69,"href":"https:\/\/irisdrenth.nl\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/66\/revisions\/69"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/irisdrenth.nl\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=66"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/irisdrenth.nl\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=66"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/irisdrenth.nl\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=66"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}