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Campusdichter 2018: 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. Hij zal zich het komende jaar door middel van zijn gedichten uitspreken over campusleven, studie en zijn ervaringen. 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.

 

26-2-2018 Martijn Faes

00:48


Written for my interview on NPO Radio 1 at ‘De Nieuws BV’

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)