Het was moedig van Bilderdijk om zich in het openbaar uit te spreken tegen de Franse overheersing. Weliswaar was hij niet steeds anti-Napoleon geweest, maar wat hij nu liet horen was niet mis te verstaan. Kennelijk was er geen politie in de zaal, want opgepakt werd hij niet.
Lês fierder by Marita Mathijsen… Lês fierder
Via Et Vene, daor a’k even wezen mos, bin ’k om de middag henne naor uutgeveri’je Bornmeer op ’e Gediek gaon. Daor he’k veertig exemplaoren van et Stellingwarver Nijntje-boekien Pake en beppe Pluus weghaeld en die in Berkoop naor de Schrieversronte brocht. Doe ’k weer thuuskwam was tuunman Arjen mit zien maot drok in de tuun an ’t wark. Alles leit d’r now weer mooi en netties bi’j.
Lês fierder by Johan Veenstra
Breng jezelf in één keer op de hoogte van het belangrijkste, interessantste en leukste literaire nieuws.
Lês fierder by Schrijven Online… Lês fierder
Much has been written about the boom in Irish writing, buoyed by the apparently ceaseless tide of new voices: not a smattering of talent making a splash but waves and waves of writers, going beyond much repeated names such as Sally Rooney and Eimear McBride to the equally talented and ambitious Mike McCormack, Sara Baume, Colin Barrett, Anakana Schofield, Gavin Corbett and Lisa McInerney.
Lês fierder by The Guardian… Lês fierder
Hoe is it te ferklearjen dat wy ús massaal yn de fakânsje-ellinde stoarte, alle jierren opnij, freget Willem him ôf.
Lês fierder by Omrop Fryslân… Lês fierder
The capital of Albania was our goal when we set off from Harns/Harlingen in Fryslân in May. Approximately two months later, we’re past Albania and it’s weird not to have a specific destination to go to anymore. We did and still have a rough route though, doing a loop through Europe. But the route and the lack of a specific one is a blog post for another time. This blog post is about our way through the terrific country of Macedonia and the bad luck we encountered.
Lês fierder by Geart Tigchelaar… Lês fierder
Diskear ris net in dreech ferhaal. It is op ’t lêst simmer, fakânsjetiid, en dat is oan alles te fernimmen. Foar ús betsjut it dat we wiken efterinoar útfanhuzerkes ha. De bernsbern ha betocht, al of net stipe troch de heit en mem, dat se stik foar stik wol in wike útfanhûs komme wolle. It jout drokten, dat wol, mar we fine it fansels prachtich. Wy rinne en fytse, wy besjogge de natuer, wy fange sels kikkerts. Wy dogge yn sokke wiken gauris dingen dy’t we oars net dogge. Dy aktiviteiten fariearje fan bistetún oant museum en fan Speelbos oant Jumpstile om dêr te trampolinespringen.… Lês fierder