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“Elke dag herhaal ik het wonder, wat zeg ik, de triomf, van het moment waarop onze soort het schrift uitvond. Lezen en schrijven, we doen het op den duur zo gedachteloos. Altijd weer het vingervlugge mirakel van ons geheugen dat zich woord voor woord; lettergreep na lettergreep, de totaal willekeurige maar o zo zegenrijke band herinnert tussen een letter en een klank, en wat die verbintenis betekent. Telkens weer die schepping van zin uit een ontstellende ruis die zonder het oor van de ander zonder boodschap zou blijven… En dat mirakel , die dagdagelijkse ontploffing in betekenis, knettert en vonkt terug in de tijd, naar de havens van de Feniciërs, naar de koningen van Sumer, naar de glazuren tegels van de toren van Babel, verspreid in het zand.”

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Gestameld liedboek: Moedergetijden

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