{"id":59767,"date":"2019-03-31T12:07:59","date_gmt":"2019-03-31T12:07:59","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.imhd.nl\/log\/?p=59767"},"modified":"2019-03-31T15:21:35","modified_gmt":"2019-03-31T15:21:35","slug":"conflict","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.imhd.nl\/log\/conflict\/","title":{"rendered":"conflict"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>&#8216;We have a conflict about conflict,&#8217; zegt de prozaschrijver.<br \/>\n&#8216;A seed sprouting can be a conflict,&#8217; zegt de dichter.<br \/>\n&#8216;It can not,&#8217; is het antwoord. <!--- 'Any interaction between two things can be a conflict.' ''You're a unifier, a peace maker'.' ---> De schrijver heeft het laatste woord, de dichter vertrouwt stilzwijgen. <!--- 'You're not guilty for a crime if you write about a crime. Put as much conflict on the page as you can. You can always scale back, tone down' zegt de prozadocent. ---><\/p>\n<p>Het moeilijke is de wetten vinden die gelden in je terrarium. Welk mosje groeit daar? Ik noteer een zin, een mooie gedachte, nooit een conflict tussen twee poppetjes. <!--- Wallace Stevens called his collected poems \u201cThe Planet on the Table\u201d; Merwin\u2019s work is more like a terrarium on the table, its elements balanced and tended in an eerie simulacrum of reality ---><\/p>\n<p>Vandaag<\/p>\n<p>&#8216;So you can swim into your life&#8217; (moeder leert meisje Engels, taal)<br \/>\n&#8216;We were enough, weren&#8217;t we?&#8217;<br \/>\n&#8216;If it isn&#8217;t okay, then it&#8217;s just not the end&#8217; (so true)<br \/>\n&#8216;A life full of normal&#8217; (what&#8217;s not to like about that? I need normal)<br \/>\n&#8216;How close are you to the sky?&#8217;<br \/>\n&#8216;The story of each stone leads back to a mountain.&#8217; (W.S. Merwin, de dichter die een palmboombos herstelde en op de voorkant van de reader staat: poetry as storytelling)<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&#8216;We have a conflict about conflict,&#8217; zegt de prozaschrijver. &#8216;A seed sprouting can be a conflict,&#8217; zegt de dichter. &#8216;It can not,&#8217; is het antwoord. De schrijver heeft het laatste woord, de dichter vertrouwt stilzwijgen. Het moeilijke is de wetten vinden die gelden in je terrarium. Welk mosje groeit daar? Ik noteer een zin, een<a href=\"https:\/\/www.imhd.nl\/log\/conflict\/\" class=\"read-more\">Read more &raquo;<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[122],"tags":[2071],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.imhd.nl\/log\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/59767"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.imhd.nl\/log\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.imhd.nl\/log\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.imhd.nl\/log\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.imhd.nl\/log\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=59767"}],"version-history":[{"count":25,"href":"https:\/\/www.imhd.nl\/log\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/59767\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":59792,"href":"https:\/\/www.imhd.nl\/log\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/59767\/revisions\/59792"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.imhd.nl\/log\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=59767"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.imhd.nl\/log\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=59767"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.imhd.nl\/log\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=59767"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}