| You're alive, traces | |
| of yours float around: become -- | |
| a body again! | |
| Je leeft, er zweven | Du lebst, Spuren von |
| sporen van jou rond, ik wacht -- | dir schwimmen herum: werde -- |
| Word weer een lichaam. | wieder ein Körper! |
Amsterdam, 2022-10-26
You dispersed yourself (Jila Mossaed) - 2012
Poem "Du har spridit dig" (collection "Ett ljud som bara jag kan")
Collection: Stall
Keyword: Missing: deceased
Tribute to: Mossaed, Jila
| Telephone: Mama | |
| is dying, I can't go there -- | |
| walk around on tears. | |
| Telefoon: mama | Telefon: Mama |
| gaat dood, ik kan er niet heen -- | stirbt, ich kann nicht zu ihr, geh -- |
| loop rond op tranen. | auf Tränen herum. |
Amsterdam, 2022-10-26
In the evening the phone rings (Jila Mossaed) - 2009
Poem "På kvällen ringer telefonen" (collection "Varje natt kysser jag markens fötter")
Collection: VacantVoid
Keyword: Death: dying
Tribute to: Mossaed, Jila
| The cruel soldiers | |
| are lost, I undress them and -- | |
| then I wash their hands. | |
| Wrede soldaten | Rohe Soldaten, |
| zijn verdwaald, ik kleed hen uit -- | ich entkleide sie, wasche -- |
| en was hun handen. | dann ihre Hände. |
Amsterdam, 2022-10-26
The soldiers who got lost in the desert (Jila Mossaed) - 2009
Poem "Soldaterna som gick vilse i öknen" (collection "Varje natt kysser jag markens fötter")
Collection: Skin-contact
Keyword: Love: unity / universal
Tribute to: Mossaed, Jila
| In the new country | |
| I follow a friend, stepping -- | |
| within his footprints. | |
| In het nieuwe land | In dem neuen Land |
| volg ik een vriend, stil stap ik -- | folge ich einem Freund in -- |
| in zijn voetstappen. | seine Fußstapfen. |
Amsterdam, 2022-10-25
Walk behind a friend (Jila Mossaed) - 2009
Poem "Går efter en vän" (collection "Varje natt kysser jag markens fötter")
Collection: Specialities
Keyword: Change: process
Tribute to: Mossaed, Jila
| Come and sit with us, | |
| just take that chair over there -- | |
| standing all alone. | |
| Kom erbij zitten, | Komm, setz dich zu uns, |
| pak de stoel die daar maar staat -- | nimm diesen Stuhl da drüben -- |
| helemaal alleen. | der steht ganz allein. |
Amsterdam, 2022-10-25
Today the whole sky is grey (Jila Mossaed) - 2009
Poem "dag är hela himmelen grå" (collection "Varje natt kysser jag markens fötter")
Collection: Em Brace
Keyword: Together: community
Tribute to: Mossaed, Jila
| There's a lot of sun | |
| in the salt on my skin, please -- | |
| taste where I come from. | |
| Er zit veel zon in | Da ist viel Sonne |
| het zout op mijn huid, ja proef -- | im Salz meiner Haut, koste -- |
| waar ik vandaan kom. | wo ich herkomme. |
Amsterdam, 2022-10-25
Know nothing about mushrooms (Jila Mossaed) - 2009
Poem "Kan ingenting om svampar" (collection "Varje natt kysser jag markens fötter")
Collection: Skin-contact
Keyword: Identity: environment
Tribute to: Mossaed, Jila
| Over here, the soil | |
| has a different skin, with -- | |
| branches and mushrooms. | |
| Een andere huid | Der Boden hat hier |
| heeft de grond hier, met takken -- | eine andere Haut, mit -- |
| en paddenstoelen. | Ästen und Pilzen. |
Amsterdam, 2022-10-25
Know nothing about mushrooms (Jila Mossaed) - 2009
Poem "Kan ingenting om svampar" (collection "Varje natt kysser jag markens fötter")
Collection: Skin-contact
Keyword: Earth: biosphere
Tribute to: Mossaed, Jila
| After my last word, | |
| the closing point also crossed -- | |
| the border with me. | |
| Na mijn laatste woord | Nach meinem letzten |
| ging de afsluitende punt -- | Wort ging auch der Schließpunkt mit -- |
| mee de grens over. | über die Grenze. |
Amsterdam, 2022-10-25
Daydreaming without date (Jila Mossaed) - 2009
Poem "Kan ingenting om svampar" (collection "Varje natt kysser jag markens fötter")
1986, fled from Iran to Sweden
Collection: Being my own museum
Keyword: Lifestream (motion)
Tribute to: Mossaed, Jila
| Springtime, yet the birds | |
| will not be nesting this year -- | |
| they're throwing up oil. | |
| Lente, de vogels | Frühling, die Vögel |
| bouwen dit jaar geen nesten -- | bauen dieses Jahr kein Nest -- |
| ze braken olie. | sie erbrechen Öl. |
Amsterdam, 2022-10-25
Spring's little poem (Jila Mossaed) - 2005
Poem "Vårens lilla dikt" (collection "Under floden ligger en kudde")
Environmental pollution caused by humans
Collection: Over
Keyword: Life: environment
Tribute to: Mossaed, Jila
| I'm whirling, whirling | |
| around my heart, there's a gate -- | |
| it's the gate to love. | |
| Ik wervel, wervel | Ich wirble, wirble |
| om mijn hart, er is een poort -- | um mein Herz, da ist ein Tor -- |
| de poort naar liefde. | das Tor zur Liebe. |
Amsterdam, 2022-10-24
Love (Jila Mossaed) - 2005
Poem "Kärleken" (collection "Under floden ligger en kudde")
The Sama-ritual of the Sufis (whirling trance dance)
Collection: Loves Tricks Gains Pains in the years 2000-2009
Keyword: Desire (wish-dream)
Tribute to: Mossaed, Jila
| I dream of forest | |
| scent and troll, of being groped -- | |
| and taken wildly. | |
| Ik droom van bosgeur | Ich träume von Wald |
| en trol, van wild betast en -- | und Troll, von wild begrapscht und -- |
| genomen worden. | vernascht zu werden. |
Amsterdam, 2022-10-24
Every night (Jila Mossaed) - 2000
Poem "Varje natt" (collection "Sju vilda oceaner")
Collection: Loves Tricks Gains Pains in the years 2000-2009
Keyword: Desire (craving, lust)
Tribute to: Mossaed, Jila
| I am all desert | |
| and pomegranates, expressed -- | |
| in icy language. | |
| Ik ben een en al | Ich bin ganz Wüste |
| woestijn en granaatappels -- | und Granatäpfel, gefasst -- |
| in een taal van ijs. | in Worten aus Eis. |
Amsterdam, 2022-10-23
My country & My own language (Jila Mossaed) - 1997
Poems "Mitt land" and "Mitt eget språk" (collection "Månen och den eviga kon")
Asylum in Sweden
Collection: Being my own museum
Keyword: Foreigners: different
Tribute to: Mossaed, Jila
| Blind soldiers want to | |
| take my eyes, I run away -- | |
| and become nameless. | |
| Blinde soldaten | Blinde Soldaten |
| willen mijn ogen, ik vlucht -- | wollen Augen, ich flüchte -- |
| en verlies mijn naam. | werde namenlos. |
Amsterdam, 2022-10-23
On the way here (Jila Mossaed) - 1997
Poem "På väg hit" (collection "Månen och den eviga kon")
Collection: Being my own museum
Keyword: Migration: political
Tribute to: Mossaed, Jila
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