Martijn Faes
Op Nationale Gedichtendag 2018, is tijdens de jaarlijkse Poetry Party de nieuwe campusdichter van Tilburg University gekozen. Het is Martijn Faes, eerstejaars student Liberal Arts & Sciences (University College Tilburg.) Hij is daarmee de twaalfde campusdichter. De zeskoppige jury was onder de indruk van het beeldend taalgebruik, metrum en ritme in de gedichten van deze jonge student.
Interview
Gedichten
The song of snow and street >>
The song of snow and street
Sparks fly when the train passes
Passing people watch, as the sparks fly by
The professor readjusts his glasses
Lighting his first cig with a weak fire
I walk past a building yet to be finished
The sound of snow cracking under feet
To a monotonous tune diminished
The love song of the snow and the street
And passing people watch, as the sparks fly by,
While the snow and the street make their love song
While the building is being finished
While the professor enters the room before them
When there’s no sun anymore to be obscured
And the snow has yet to be matured
We all go home or walk about
And hum the song of snow and street out loud
Martijn Faes 16-1-2018
Written for the Poetry Party 2018
Night University >>
While walking among giants,
I am playing with small thoughts,
At night a campus ever so vibrant,
Trying to connect the dots.
How many different lives,
Individual but tied together,
Behave as a beehive,
When they all gather.
I see the possibilities expand,
Demand more movement,
Improvement and fluency.
Neatly worked out and planned.
Back to the future we go
The uni’s got it right,
Because we’ve got a lot to do,
Before we turn our backs on the night
Written for the Poetry Party 2018
Radio 1 - Dichter bij Tilburg: Onias Landveld & Martijn Faes >>
De wind fluistert tussen de gebouwen
Als het ook tussen mijn haren door
Naast paden die we vertrouwen
Nooit zijn eigen mening verloor
Naast paden die we vertrouwen
Ligt een toekomst op de loer,
Schuilend achter gebouwen
Gevuld met gezellig rumoer
Maar vrees niet want samen
Plaatsen we een groot hart in deze stad
Mensen zullen kijken uit hun ramen
Alsof de koning er weer was.
Als we er zijn dan is,
Hun weerspiegeling,
Het eerste wat zij zullen zien,
Hun fluistering,
Het enige wat tussen de gebouwen te horen is.
En dan leeft Tilburg meer als ooit tevoren.
Written for my interview on NPO Radio 1 at ‘De Nieuws BV’
Martijn Faes / 26-2-2018, 00:48
Zie ook: Radio 1 - Dichter bij Tilburg: Onias Landveld & Martijn Faes
While the path is illuminated >>
While the path is illuminated
I can’t seem to shine my light on
The road you have illustrated
And the goals I’ve set my sights on
While the path is illuminated
It’s hard to reach the mountaintop
But I will keep on going
And there’s no way I’ll stop
And they can say:
Turn off the lights, hun,
There’s not much time,
It’s getting late.
But I won’t do that.
Because my road is illuminated
And there’s no way I’ll stop
I’ll show the world I’m ready
To climb this mountaintop.
Unshackled, unstoppable, unlimited.
Written for the Gender Unlimited Festival
Trinidad >>
Trinidad
ZAZz Zzaz Zin
Watch gives it up when the watch becomes the watcher
A message! And the reader
OOOOOO Much Medium More
On the shore lies a bottle A bottle filled
A bottle with RUM
The rum is gone
A message! With wit With water With Dreams
A bottle with DREAMS
How beautiful this wish is
Boys we have something to drink tonight!
But the only thing we have is dreams sir!
Dreams and clouds and clouds and angels
Sir the only thing we have is rum! Rum and drums said he
Drums with wit With water With a message
Uncover the message said he The message told him to Uncover
Maybe the white space ruins it he said
Little Medium
All he did was laugh, laugh, laugh, laugh, with his eyes
They did not before The man is mad
A madman among us with a bottle of dreams
His dreams were the message
Dreams and bottles and bottles and rum
When we were there in Trinidad
We put our dreams in bottles Trinidad
Trinidad
And they reached the clouds in the sea.
Not written for a certain occasion, but used for the Spring is in the Art Fair
(10-3-2018, Martijn Faes)