| Who can be at home | |
| here, living a peaceful life -- | |
| yet having no peace... | |
| Wie hier thuis mag zijn, | Wer hier Zuhause |
| er een vredig leven leidt -- | sein darf, friedlich lebt, dennoch -- |
| maar geen vrede heeft... | keinen Frieden hat... |
Amsterdam, 2018-01-01
Home (Frida Vogels) - 2014
Poem "Thuis", published as the end of the diaries, in "Diary 1977-1978" (2014, Frida Vogels) - May 26th, 1991, Bologna
Collection: Helices
Keyword: Peace: security
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
|
Mother can continue to see me |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-15
Frida Vogels
Autobiographical books by Frida Vogels, initially written for her brother and her husband
Genesis 1:27 So God created man in his own image, in the image of God created he him; male and female created he them
Collection: Helices
Keywords: Identity: being seen, Bible
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| You turned down my book, | |
| so I'll have it published, as -- | |
| a detour to you. | |
| Mijn boek wees je af, | Du lehnst mein Buch ab, |
| dus laat ik het uitgeven -- | ich veröffentliche es -- |
| als omweg naar jou. | als Umweg zu dir. |
Amsterdam, 2018-01-07
Diary 1977-1978 (Frida Vogels) - 2014
"Dagboek 1977-1978" - May 22nd, 1991, Bologna
Autobiography "De harde kern" - 2 ("The hard core" - 2, 1993) - January 9th, 1980, Bologna
Collection: Helices
Keyword: Communication (incomprehension)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I once wondered what | |
| melancholy is, and now -- | |
| on this autumn day... | |
| Ooit was ik benieuwd | Ich fragte mich, was |
| wat melancholie is, nu -- | Melancholie ist, und jetzt -- |
| op deze herfstdag... | an diesem Herbsttag... |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-08
In foreign parts - Chronicles (Frida Vogels) - 2024
Autobiography "In den vreemde - Kronieken", chapter 'Mrs. Wang' - May 30th, 1989, Bologna, a few days before the Tiananmen Square (Square of the Gate of Heavenly Peace) protest on June 4th, 1989
Collection: Helices
Keyword: Melancholy (nostalgia)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
|
At home, we each have our cell |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-14
In foreign parts - Chronicles (Frida Vogels) - 2024
Autobiography "In den vreemde - Kronieken", chapter 'Kees en ik' ('Neil and I') - March 20th, 1983, Bologna
When a trunk grows spirally, each root supplies water to leaves on all sides of the tree, and sugars from each individual branch reach roots on all sides of the tree
Collection: Helices
Keywords: Life: survival (effort), Communication (incomprehension)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| People aren't easy, | |
| they're full of expectations -- | |
| that keep pushing you. | |
| Mensen zijn moeilijk, | Menschen sind schwierig, |
| ze hebben verwachtingen -- | sie haben Erwartungen -- |
| die aan je trekken. | die einen drängen. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-08
In foreign parts - Chronicles (Frida Vogels) - 2024
Autobiography "In den vreemde - Kronieken", chapter 'Kees en ik' ('Neil and I') - March 2oth, 1983, Bologna
Collection: Helices
Keyword: Humanity
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| His brotherly love | |
| carries a knife, in my life -- | |
| nothing may go wrong. | |
| Zijn broederliefde | Mein Bruder trägt ein |
| draagt een mes, in mijn leven -- | Messer, in meinem Leben -- |
| mag er niks misgaan. | darf nichts schiefgehen. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-07
In foreign parts - Chronicles (Frida Vogels) - 2024
Autobiography "In den vreemde - Kronieken", chapter 'Kees en ik' ('Neil and I') - March 11th, 1983, Bologna (about her relationship with Kees and the breakup on February 15th, 1983 in Amsterdam) - 'Amore di fratello, amore col coltello'
Collection: Helices
Keywords: Family: siblings, Safety: protection
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Come on, says Adam, | |
| the apple has been eaten -- | |
| and now we'll move on. | |
| Nou ja, zegt Adam, | Na, sagt Adam, der |
| we hebben de appel op -- | Apfel ist gegessen, jetzt -- |
| nu gaan we verder. | machen wir weiter. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-08
In foreign parts - Chronicles (Frida Vogels) - 2024
Autobiography "In den vreemde - Kronieken", chapter 'Kees en ik' ('Neil and I') - March 23rd, 1983, Bologna (about the polyptych "The adoration of the Mystic Lamb" by Jan and Hubert van Eyck in a chapel of the cathedral in Ghent - Frida takes example by Eva and compares her brother Kees with Adam)
Collection: Helices
Keyword: Life: lust (take pains)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| It happened to her: | |
| Eva is bitter, it is -- | |
| simply not her fault. | |
| Het overkwam haar: | Es ist ihr passiert: |
| Eva is bitter, het is -- | Eva ist verbittert, es -- |
| zeker niet haar schuld. | ist nicht ihre Schuld. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-08
In foreign parts - Chronicles (Frida Vogels) - 2024
Autobiography "In den vreemde - Kronieken", chapter 'Kees en ik' ('Neil and I') - March 23rd, 1983, Bologna (about the polyptych "The adoration of the Mystic Lamb" by Jan and Hubert van Eyck in a chapel of the cathedral in Ghent - Frida takes example by Eva and compares her brother Kees with Adam)
Collection: Helices
Keyword: Fate
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| The Mystic Lamb now | |
| hangs above a granite block -- | |
| an altar: VAN EYCK. | |
| Het Lam Gods hangt nu | Das Lamm Gottes hängt |
| boven een granieten blok -- | über einem Granitblock -- |
| als altaar: VAN EYCK. | als Altar: VAN EYCK. |
Amsterdam, 2017-10-14
The hard core - 2 (Frida Vogels) - 1993
Autobiographical account "De harde kern" (2) - February 19th, 1983, Gent
Collection: Helices
Keywords: Museum, Belgium
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| The path in the land- | |
| scape pulls me into the depths -- | |
| to lilac flowers. | |
| Het pad in het land- | Der Weg in der Land- |
| schap trekt me de diepte in -- | schaft zieht mich in die Tiefe -- |
| naar lila bloempjes. | zu lila Blüten. |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-29
One look (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Eén blik", published in "De harde kern" ("The hard core") - September 17th, 1981
Collection: Helices
Keywords: Nature: landscape, Nature: flowers
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Stretched out at my feet | |
| and encompassed by my gaze -- | |
| the land transcends me. | |
| Wijd aan mijn voeten: | Zu meinen Füßen: |
| het land, omvat door mijn blik -- | das Land. Mein Blick umfasst es -- |
| overstijgt het me. | Es übersteigt mich. |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-29
One look (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Eén blik", published in "De harde kern" ("The hard core") - September 17th, 1981
Collection: Helices
Keyword: Nature: landscape
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Why write down my life | |
| accurately when I am -- | |
| mostly just writing? | |
| Waarom mijn leven | Warum mein Leben |
| opschrijven als ik vooral -- | genau aufschreiben, wenn ich -- |
| aan het schrijven ben? | hauptsächlich schreibe? |
Amsterdam, 2017-10-11
The hard core - 2 (Frida Vogels) - 1993
Autobiographical account "De harde kern" (2) - Summer 1981, San Severo
Collection: Helices
Keyword: Writing: contemplation
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| At the funeral, | |
| the chiming of bells crackles -- | |
| from the gramophone. | |
| Een begrafenis: | Die Beerdigung: |
| krassend klokkengebeier -- | das Läuten der Glocken kratzt -- |
| uit de grammofoon. | aus dem Grammophon. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-09
In foreign parts - Chronicles (Frida Vogels) - 2024
Autobiography "In den vreemde - Kronieken", chapter 'Oom Virgilio' ('Uncle Virgilio') - December 6th, 1980, San Severo
Collection: Helices
Keywords: Religion: ritual, Technics (help)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| There is no order: | |
| the red towel should have been -- | |
| the yellow towel. | |
| Er is geen orde: | Keine Ordnung: das |
| de rode had de gele -- | rote hätte das gelbe -- |
| handdoek moeten zijn. | Handtuch sein sollen. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-09
In foreign parts - Chronicles (Frida Vogels) - 2024
Autobiography "In den vreemde - Kronieken", chapter 'Oom Virgilio' ('Uncle Virgilio') - December 1st, 1980, San Severo
Collection: Helices
Keyword: Order: rigid
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| He is quite absent, | |
| he is not even afraid -- | |
| to say something wrong. | |
| Hij is afwezig, | Er ist abwesend, |
| hij is niet eens bang om iets -- | er hat nicht einmal Angst, das -- |
| verkeerds te zeggen. | Falsche zu sagen. |
Amsterdam, 2017-10-10
The hard core - 2 (Frida Vogels) - 1993
Autobiographical account "De harde kern" (2) - 1980, Bologna
Collection: Helices
Keyword: Contact: reserve
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Maybe he sees her | |
| between appointments, maybe -- | |
| that is a good thing. | |
| Misschien ziet hij haar | Vielleicht trifft er sich |
| tussen zijn afspraken door -- | zwischen Terminen mit ihr -- |
| Misschien is dat goed. | Vielleicht ist das gut. |
Amsterdam, 2018-01-01
Diary 1977-1978 (Frida Vogels) - 2014
"Dagboek 1977-1978" - December 11th, 1978, Bologna
Collection: Helices
Keyword: Love: infidelity
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| The evening sun, still | |
| warm, caresses the old skin -- | |
| of the country house. | |
| De avondzon strijkt, | Die Abendsonne, |
| nog warm, over de oude -- | noch warm, streichelt die alte -- |
| huid van het landhuis. | Haut des Landhauses. |
Amsterdam, 2025-09-18
A golden yellow light grazes the old house (Frida Vogels) - 2014
Verse "Een goudgeel licht strijkt langs het oude huis", published in "Diary 1977-1978" - September 5th, 1978, Bologna
Collection: Helices
Keywords: Evening, Beauty: surroundings
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Slipping through the snow | |
| I bring a little life to -- | |
| the dying person. | |
| Slippend door de sneeuw | Glitschend durch den Schnee |
| breng ik een brood, wat leven -- | bringe ich etwas Leben -- |
| naar de stervende. | zu der Sterbende. |
Amsterdam, 2025-09-18
The snow was high and is was thawing. Frozen snow (Frida Vogels) - 2014
Verse "De sneeuw lag hoog en het dooide. Opgevroren sneeuw", published in "Diary 1977-1978" - August 28th, 1978, Bologna (on the death of Valeria Decimi)
Collection: Helices
Keywords: Disease (serious / deadly), Goodbye: ritual
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Between the piles, kept | |
| for later, there is a noise -- | |
| from the much, much dust. | |
| Tussen de stapels, | Zwischen den Stapeln, |
| bewaard voor later, kraakt het -- | für später aufgehoben -- |
| vele, vele stof. | knirscht der viele Staub. |
Amsterdam, 2025-09-18
I tried to create space (Frida Vogels) - 2014
Verse "Ik trachtte ruimte te scheppen", published in "Diary 1977-1978" - August 24th, 1978, Bologna
Collection: Helices
Keyword: Care: preservation
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| A stranger passed by | |
| we had to watch him: he went -- | |
| where we dare not go. | |
| Een vreemdeling kwam | Ein Fremder kam mal |
| voorbij: wij keken, hij ging -- | vorbei: wir schauten, er ging -- |
| waar wij niet durven. | wo wir's nicht wagen. |
Amsterdam, 2018-01-01
Someone came among us (Frida Vogels) - 2014
Poem "Iemand kwam onder ons" (diary 1977-1978)
Collection: Helices
Keyword: Foreigners: different
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| He says it lightly, | |
| a passing remark, that's how -- | |
| difficult it is. | |
| Hij zegt het luchtig, | Die Bemerkung macht |
| een terloopse opmerking -- | er lässig und beiläufig -- |
| Zo moeilijk is het. | So schwierig ist es. |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-31
Diary 1977-1978 (Frida Vogels) - 2014
"Dagboek 1977-1978" - August 8th, 1978, Bologna
Collection: Helices
Keyword: Love: infidelity
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| In order to see | |
| each other, we have to move -- | |
| belongings around. | |
| Om elkaar te zien | Um uns sehen zu |
| moeten we steeds weer spullen -- | können, räumen wir ständig -- |
| heen en weer brengen. | Sachen hin und her. |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-31
Diary 1977-1978 (Frida Vogels) - 2014
"Dagboek 1977-1978" - August 7th, 1978, Bologna
Collection: Helices
Keyword: Love: infidelity
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| In the hospital, | |
| time doesn't count, every clock shows -- | |
| a different one. | |
| In het ziekenhuis | Im Krankenhaus zählt |
| telt de tijd niet, elke klok -- | die Zeit nicht, jede Uhr zeigt -- |
| toont een andere. | eine andre an. |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-30
Diary 1977-1978 (Frida Vogels) - 2014
"Dagboek 1977-1978" - July 22nd, 1978, Bologna
Collection: Helices
Keyword: Time: lifetime
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Help me remember, | |
| because then we shall at least -- | |
| forget together. | |
| Help me onthouden, | Hilf mir, zu merken, |
| want dan vergeten we het -- | wenigstens vergessen wir -- |
| tenminste samen. | es dann gemeinsam. |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-30
Diary 1977-1978 (Frida Vogels) - 2014
"Dagboek 1977-1978" - July 16th, 1978, Bologna
Collection: Helices
Keyword: Memory: forget
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Events that I write | |
| down are never finished, they -- | |
| gallop out of sight. | |
| Gebeurtenissen | Die Ereignisse, |
| die ik opschrijf, lopen door -- | die ich aufschreibe, gehen -- |
| in volle galop. | im Galopp weiter. |
Amsterdam, 2018-01-02
Diary 1977-1978 (Frida Vogels) - 2014
"Dagboek 1977-1978" - July 14th, 1978, Bologna
Collection: Helices
Keyword: Writing: preserve
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| She brushes her hair | |
| and I sit and read to her -- | |
| from my diary. | |
| Ze borstelt haar haar | Sie bürstet sich die |
| voor het raam, ik zit en lees -- | Haare, ich sitze da und -- |
| voor uit mijn dagboek. | ich lese ihr vor. |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-30
Diary 1977-1978 (Frida Vogels) - 2014
"Dagboek 1977-1978" - June 24th, 1978, Bologna
Collection: Helices
Keyword: Friendship: intimacy
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| His new clothes are neat, | |
| he bought them himself, chosen -- | |
| by his mistress, though. | |
| Zijn nieuwe kleren, | Die neuen Kleider, |
| zelf gekocht en uitgezocht -- | selbst gekauft, ausgesucht von -- |
| door zijn minnares. | seiner Geliebten. |
Amsterdam, 2018-01-01
Diary 1977-1978 (Frida Vogels) - 2014
"Dagboek 1977-1978" - May 13th and August 22nd, 1978, Bologna
Collection: Helices
Keyword: Love: infidelity
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| His mistress brings him | |
| good luck, that's why he buys her -- | |
| lottery tickets. | |
| Zijn minnares brengt | Seine Geliebte |
| hem geluk, daarom koopt hij -- | bringt ihm Glück, also kauft er -- |
| steeds loten voor haar. | ihr Lottoscheine. |
Amsterdam, 2018-01-01
Diary 1977-1978 (Frida Vogels) - 2014
"Dagboek 1977-1978" - May 13th and August 22nd, 1978, Bologna
Collection: Helices
Keyword: Love: infidelity
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| It's fine that I don't | |
| give anyone what he asks -- | |
| I give what I have. | |
| Ik geef niemand wat | Ich gebe nicht, was |
| hij me vraagt, maar dat geeft niet -- | von mir verlangt wird, sondern -- |
| Ik geef wat ik heb. | das, was ich habe. |
Amsterdam, 2017-10-07
The hard core - 2 (Frida Vogels) - 1993
Autobiographical account "De harde kern" (2) - Spring 1980, Bologna (about spring 1978 there)
Collection: Helices
Keyword: Together: contribution / social
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Touched by her death, | |
| we're taking refuge in life -- | |
| In each other's warmth. | |
| Geraakt door haar dood, | Bewegt von ihrem |
| schuilen we in het leven -- | Tod, suche ich nun Zuflucht -- |
| In elkaars warmte. | im Leben, in dir. |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-30
Diary 1977-1978 (Frida Vogels) - 2014
"Dagboek 1977-1978" - January 19th, 1978, Bologna
Collection: Helices
Keywords: Comfort (consolation), Life: survival (reflex)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Dying, surviving: | |
| enough talk, now it is time -- | |
| to try on her clothes. | |
| Doodgaan, nabestaan: | Noch leben: genug |
| genoeg gepraat, nu passen -- | geredet, wir probieren -- |
| we al haar kleren. | ihre Kleider an. |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-30
Diary 1977-1978 (Frida Vogels) - 2014
"Dagboek 1977-1978" - January 18th, 1978, Bologna
Collection: Helices
Keyword: Death: and life
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| There is no farewell | |
| to the deceased, because there's -- | |
| a lot to arrange. | |
| Er is geen afscheid | Keinen Abschied vom |
| van de dode, er is veel -- | Verstorbenen, so viel muss -- |
| om te regelen. | geregelt werden. |
Amsterdam, 2025-09-17
Diary 1977-1978 (Frida Vogels) - 2014
"Dagboek 1977-1978" - January 17th, 1978, Bologna
Collection: Helices
Keyword: Goodbye: ritual
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Again, we're going | |
| out to eat, just because it's -- | |
| supposed to be fun. | |
| We gaan samen uit | Wir gehen auswärts |
| eten, gewoon omdat het -- | Essen, einfach nur, weil es -- |
| leuk behoort te zijn. | Spaß machen sollte. |
Amsterdam, 2025-09-17
Diary 1977-1978 (Frida Vogels) - 2014
"Dagboek 1977-1978" - January 10th, 1978, Bologna
Collection: Helices
Keyword: Wish (illusion)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| It's my birthday, so | |
| I toast to myself, only -- | |
| then he does the same. | |
| Ik ben jarig, dus | Mein Geburtstag, ich |
| proost ik op mezelf, en dan -- | stoße auf mich selbst an, erst -- |
| doet hij het ook maar. | dann tut er es auch. |
Amsterdam, 2025-09-17
Diary 1977-1978 (Frida Vogels) - 2014
"Dagboek 1977-1978" - January 10th, 1978, Bologna
Collection: Helices
Keyword: Love: flawed
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| The stone nymph by the | |
| fountain, her ever-calm smile, | |
| her hand hanging down. | |
| De stenen nimf, haar | Die Steinnymphe, ihr |
| altijd rustige glimlach, | immer ruhiges Lächeln, |
| haar hangende hand. | die hängende Hand. |
Amsterdam, 2025-09-17
I didn't sleep. Slow, silent thoughts (Frida Vogels) - 2014
Verse "Ik sliep niet. Trage verstilde gedachten", published in "Diary 1977-1978" - January 6th, 1978, Bologna (about Aunt Mia)
Collection: Helices
Keyword: Womanly (fairy / nymph)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| We don't talk any- | |
| more, and we kiss in the air -- | |
| above an abyss. | |
| We praten niet meer, | Wir reden nicht mehr, |
| en we kussen in de lucht -- | und küssen uns in der Luft -- |
| boven een afgrond. | über den Abgrund. |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-29
Diary 1977-1978 (Frida Vogels) - 2014
"Dagboek 1977-1978" - January 3rd, 1978 and October 27th, 1977, Bologna
Collection: Helices
Keyword: Love: powerless
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Just longing to be | |
| together, calling again -- | |
| and again in vain. | |
| Willen wat niet kan: | Nicht zusammen sein, |
| bij elkaar zijn, keer op keer -- | immer wieder anrufen -- |
| vergeefs opbellen. | Leider vergeblich. |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-29
Diary 1977-1978 (Frida Vogels) - 2014
"Dagboek 1977-1978" - December 27th, 1977, San Severo
Collection: Helices
Keyword: Desire (unrest)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| The bells are ringing | |
| deep in the depths of the night -- | |
| Stars shine above us. | |
| De klokken luiden | Die Glocken läuten |
| in de diepte van de nacht -- | tief in der Tiefe der Nacht -- |
| Sterren boven ons. | Sterne über uns. |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-29
Reymerswael (Frida Vogels) - 2014
Poem, published in "Diary 1977-1978" - December 21st, 1977, Bologna (Reimerswaal is a city in Zeeland)
Collection: Helices
Keywords: City (meeting), Night
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| People pass me by | |
| drunk and hot, I stay within -- | |
| my circle of snow. | |
| Mensen passeren | Die Leute ziehen |
| mij dronken en warm, ik blijf -- | erhitzt vorbei, ich bleibe -- |
| in mijn kring van sneeuw. | in meinem Schneekreis. |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-29
Halfway: and now it's starting to snow (Frida Vogels) - 2014
Verse "Halfweg: en nu begint het te sneeuwen", published in "Diary 1977-1978" - December 21st, 1977, Bologna
Collection: Helices
Keywords: Alone: loner / single, Snow
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I write for my loved | |
| ones, even though they may die -- | |
| before I finish. | |
| Voor mijn dierbaren | Für meine Lieben |
| schrijf ik, ook al gaan ze dood -- | möchte ich schreiben, auch wenn -- |
| voor mijn boek af is. | sie es nicht lesen. |
Amsterdam, 2017-10-08
The hard core - 2 (Frida Vogels) - 1993
Autobiographical account "De harde kern" (2) - December 15th, 1977, Bologna
Collection: Helices
Keyword: Care: share
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| We're not banished, here | |
| is the Garden of Eden! | |
| I am the watchman. | |
| Toch niet verdreven, | Wir sind nicht verbannt, |
| hier is de Hof van Eden! | der Garten Eden ist hier! |
| Ik ben de wachter. | Ich bin der Hüter. |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-29
You thought 'I was driven out, but it's still there' (Frida Vogels) - 2014
Verse "Je dacht 'ik werd verdreven, maar hij is er nog' ", published in "Diary 1977-1978" - December 14th, 1977, Bologna
Collection: Helices
Keyword: Paradise
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Wordless contact too, | |
| of my body with yours, is -- | |
| rubbing and scraping. | |
| Woordeloos contact, | Wortloser Kontakt, |
| mijn lichaam met het jouwe -- | meines Körpers mit deinem -- |
| ook dat wrijft en schuurt. | auch den drückt und reibt. |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-29
Diary 1977-1978 (Frida Vogels) - 2014
"Dagboek 1977-1978" - December 7th, 1977, Bologna
Collection: Helices
Keyword: Contact: touch(ed)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Intoxicating, | |
| the tea with rose petals, the -- | |
| scent in which I float. | |
| Bedwelmend, de thee | Berauschend, der Tee |
| met rozenblaadjes, de geur -- | mit Rosenblättern, der Duft -- |
| waarin ik rondzweef. | in dem ich schwebe. |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-29
Diary 1977-1978 (Frida Vogels) - 2014
"Dagboek 1977-1978" - December 1st, 1977, Bologna
Collection: Helices
Keywords: Body: and mind, Ecstasy
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Front part, back part, we | |
| knit a sweater together: | |
| useful sick in bed. | |
| Voorpand, achterpand, | Vorder- und Rücken- |
| samen breien we een trui: | teil, wir stricken zusammen: |
| nuttig ziek op bed. | nützlich krank im Bett. |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-29
Diary 1977-1978 (Frida Vogels) - 2014
"Dagboek 1977-1978" - November 27th, 1977, Bologna
Collection: Helices
Keyword: Action (long term)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| The lightning bolts shoot | |
| through the densely falling snow: | |
| chaos all around. | |
| De bliksemschichten | Die Blitze zucken |
| schieten door de dichte sneeuw -- | durch den dichten Schnee, zucken -- |
| chaos in het rond. | Chaos ringsumher. |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-29
Diary 1977-1978 (Frida Vogels) - 2014
"Dagboek 1977-1978" - November 27th, 1977, Bologna
Collection: Helices
Keyword: Snow
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Writing is finding | |
| words until you can read what -- | |
| is unspeakable. | |
| Schrijven is woorden | Schreiben ist: Worte |
| zoeken, tot je kunt lezen -- | suchen, das Unsagbare -- |
| wat onzegbaar is. | leserlich machen. |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-29
Diary 1977-1978 (Frida Vogels) - 2014
"Dagboek 1977-1978" - October 24th, 1977, Bologna
Collections: Helices, Whirligig Scribbler
Keyword: Writing: the indescribable
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I have no words for | |
| experiences: too fresh -- | |
| or faded away. | |
| Ik heb geen woorden | Für Erlebnisse |
| voor ervaringen: te vers -- | fehlen mir die Worte: zu -- |
| of alweer vervaagd. | frisch, oder verblasst. |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-29
Diary 1977-1978 (Frida Vogels) - 2014
"Dagboek 1977-1978" - October 24th, 1977, Bologna
Collection: Helices
Keyword: Writing: preserve
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Nice conversations, | |
| confidential, including -- | |
| what we only think. | |
| Fijne gesprekken, | Nette Gespräche, |
| vertrouwelijk, inclusief -- | vertraulich, auch in allem -- |
| wat we niet zeggen. | was wir nicht sagen. |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-29
Diary 1977-1978 (Frida Vogels) - 2014
"Dagboek 1977-1978" - October 24th, 1977, Bologna
Collection: Helices
Keyword: Friendship: conversations
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| We are different, | |
| your adventure could never -- | |
| happen in our lives. | |
| Wij zijn anders, nooit | Wir sind anders, wir |
| zouden wij jouw avontuur -- | könnten dein Abenteuer -- |
| kunnen beleven. | nimmer erleben. |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-29
Diary 1977-1978 (Frida Vogels) - 2014
"Dagboek 1977-1978" - October 20th, 1977, Bologna
Collection: Helices
Keyword: Identity: being different
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| You only see it | |
| at home. Good mirrors are rare -- | |
| in the clothing stores. | |
| Je ziet het thuis pas. | Erst daheim sieht man's. |
| Goede spiegels zijn zeldzaam -- | Gute Spiegel sind selten -- |
| in kledingwinkels. | in den Boutiquen. |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-29
Diary 1977-1978 (Frida Vogels) - 2014
"Dagboek 1977-1978" - October 11th, 1977, Bologna
Collection: Helices
Keywords: Clothes, Mirror
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| He secludes himself | |
| to call his mother, hm, or -- | |
| maybe his mistress? | |
| Hij zondert zich af | Er geht um seine |
| om zijn moeder te bellen -- | Mutter anzurufen, hm -- |
| Of zijn minnares? | oder sein Liebchen? |
Amsterdam, 2025-09-17
Diary 1977-1978 (Frida Vogels) - 2014
"Dagboek 1977-1978" - October 10th, 1977, Bologna
Collection: Helices
Keyword: Love: infidelity
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| In bed, he torments | |
| me, but I can endure it -- | |
| and can fall asleep. | |
| Hij kwelt me in bed, | Er quält mich im Bett, |
| maar ik kan het volhouden -- | aber ich kann durchhalten -- |
| en ook inslapen. | und auch einschlafen. |
Amsterdam, 2018-01-04
Diary 1977-1978 (Frida Vogels) - 2014
"Dagboek 1977-1978" - October 5th, 1977, Bologna
Collection: Helices
Keyword: Willpower
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| He listens to her | |
| and looks back at her with care -- | |
| looks at her buttocks. | |
| Hij luistert naar haar | Er hört ihr zu und |
| en kijkt zorgzaam naar haar om -- | er blickt zurück zu ihr, blickt -- |
| kijkt naar haar billen. | auf ihren Hintern. |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-29
Diary 1977-1978 (Frida Vogels) - 2014
"Dagboek 1977-1978" - September 22nd, 1977, Bologna
Collection: Helices
Keyword: Love: care
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I'm not fit for that | |
| kind of relationship, but -- | |
| still I am jealous. | |
| Ik ben niet geschikt | Für diese Art von |
| voor zo'n soort relatie, maar -- | Beziehung nicht geeignet -- |
| toch ben ik jaloers. | neidisch aber doch. |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-28
Diary 1977-1978 (Frida Vogels) - 2014
"Dagboek 1977-1978" - September 15th, 1977, Bologna
Collection: Helices
Keyword: Disfavour / Jealousy / Envy
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| He washed his shirt him- | |
| self at the seaside, he says -- | |
| Or did his lover? | |
| Aan zee heeft hij zelf | Er habe sein Hemd |
| zijn hemd gewassen, zegt hij -- | selbst gewaschen, sagt er. Nicht -- |
| Niet zijn minnares? | seine Geliebte? |
Amsterdam, 2025-09-17
Diary 1977-1978 (Frida Vogels) - 2014
"Dagboek 1977-1978" - September 14th, 1977, Bologna
Collection: Helices
Keyword: Love: infidelity
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Suspicion haunts me, | |
| I am trying to rely -- | |
| on common sense now. | |
| Argwaan spookt in mij, | Argwohn spukt in mir, |
| ik probeer te vertrouwen -- | will dem gesunden Menschen- |
| op gezond verstand. | verstand nicht trauen. |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-28
Diary 1977-1978 (Frida Vogels) - 2014
"Dagboek 1977-1978" - August 28th, 1977, Bologna
Collection: Helices
Keyword: Confidence / Trust
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Maybe it is true, | |
| maybe it's not, what is worse -- | |
| is my suspicion. | |
| Misschien is het waar, | Vielleicht ist es wahr, |
| misschien niet, wat erger is -- | vielleicht auch nicht, schlimmer ist -- |
| is mijn verdenking. | jedoch mein Argwohn. |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-28
Diary 1977-1978 (Frida Vogels) - 2014
"Dagboek 1977-1978" - August 28th, 1977, Bologna
Collection: Helices
Keyword: Confidence / Trust
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| The uncertainty | |
| has dissolved all my ideas: | |
| I'm not there no more. | |
| De onzekerheid | Die Ungewissheit |
| lost al mijn ideeën op: | löst meine Ideen auf: |
| ik ben er niet meer. | ich bin nicht mehr da. |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-28
Diary 1977-1978 (Frida Vogels) - 2014
"Dagboek 1977-1978" - August 21st, 1977, Bologna
Collection: Helices
Keyword: Uncertainty
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Lovers in the bus, | |
| I don't want to look, but I -- | |
| see it anyway. | |
| Gevrij in de bus, | Geliebten im Bus, |
| daar wil ik niet naar kijken -- | ich schaue nicht hin, aber -- |
| maar ik zie het toch. | sehe es trotzdem. |
Amsterdam, 2025-09-16
Diary 1977-1978 (Frida Vogels) - 2014
"Dagboek 1977-1978" - August 18th, 1977, Bologna
Collection: Helices
Keywords: Love: intimacy (physical), Privacy
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Only with her he | |
| learned that it is possible: | |
| sexual pleasure. | |
| Met haar weet hij pas | Erst mit ihr wird ihm |
| dat het echt mogelijk is: | klar, es ist wirklich möglich: |
| seksueel genot. | sexuelle Lust. |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-28
Diary 1977-1978 (Frida Vogels) - 2014
"Dagboek 1977-1978" - August 18th, 1977, Bologna
Collection: Helices
Keyword: Love: intimacy (physical)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Of course I known that | |
| he is with her, yet he isn't -- | |
| until he tells me. | |
| Ik weet het al lang, | Ich weiß ja, dass er |
| hij is bij haar, maar ook niet -- | mit ihr ist, aber auch nicht -- |
| tot hij het me zegt. | bis er es mir sagt. |
Amsterdam, 2025-09-16
Diary 1977-1978 (Frida Vogels) - 2014
"Dagboek 1977-1978" - August 13th, 1977, Bologna
Collection: Helices
Keyword: Love: infidelity
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| What I didn't want to | |
| know, I do now know for sure -- | |
| simply by guessing. | |
| Wat ik niet wilde | Was ich nicht wissen |
| weten, weet ik nu zeker -- | wollte, weiß ich jetzt genau -- |
| door het te raden. | einfach durch Raten. |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-28
Diary 1977-1978 (Frida Vogels) - 2014
"Dagboek 1977-1978" - August 13th and 15th, 1977, Bologna
Collection: Helices
Keywords: Love: idealisation, Love: infidelity
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| He remains poor, here | |
| you can only do business -- | |
| if you are corrupt. | |
| Hij blijft arm, want hier | Er bleibt arm, hier kann |
| kun je alleen zaken doen -- | man nur Geschäfte machen -- |
| als je corrupt bent. | wenn man korrupt ist. |
Amsterdam, 2025-09-16
Diary 1977-1978 (Frida Vogels) - 2014
"Dagboek 1977-1978" - July 22nd, 1977, San Severo (Apulia)
Collection: Helices
Keyword: Power: corruption
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Just a small quarrel, | |
| but according to the stars -- | |
| it would be fatal? | |
| Een ruzie van niks, | Ein kleiner Streit, doch |
| maar astrologisch gezien -- | astrologisch gesehen -- |
| zou ze fataal zijn? | wäre er fatal? |
Amsterdam, 2025-09-16
Diary 1977-1978 (Frida Vogels) - 2014
"Dagboek 1977-1978" - July 21st, 1977, San Severo
Collection: Helices
Keyword: Illusions: worldview
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Getting old: I look | |
| carefully at the flower -- | |
| Today I still can. | |
| Ik word oud: ik kijk | Altern: ich schaue |
| extra goed naar het bloempje -- | mir die Blume genau an -- |
| Nu kan ik dat nog. | Jetzt kann ich das noch. |
Amsterdam, 2025-09-16
Diary 1977-1978 (Frida Vogels) - 2014
"Dagboek 1977-1978" - July 21st, 1977, San Severo
Collection: Helices
Keyword: Old age: watching
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| She teases me as | |
| if I were her cat, smiling, | |
| afraid of a swipe. | |
| Ze plaagt me alsof | Sie neckt mich wieder, |
| ik haar poes ben, glimlachend, | mit einem falschen Lächeln -- |
| bang voor een uithaal. | weil sie mich fürchtet. |
Amsterdam, 2025-09-16
Diary 1977-1978 (Frida Vogels) - 2014
"Dagboek 1977-1978" - July 18th, 1977, San Severo
Collection: Helices
Keywords: Power: compulsion, Animals: cat
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| You can tease the dog, | |
| you are not mean, you will smile -- | |
| sweetly when he bites. | |
| De hond plagen mag, | Du neckst den Hund, du |
| want jij bent niet vals, je lacht -- | bist nicht gemein, du lächelst -- |
| heel lief als hij bijt. | ganz süß, wenn er beißt. |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-27
Diary 1977-1978 (Frida Vogels) - 2014
"Dagboek 1977-1978" - July 18th, 1977, San Severo
Collection: Helices
Keywords: Care: animals, plants, things, Animals: dog
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| If there is a 'goal', | |
| then it must be that one acts -- | |
| As best as one can. | |
| Als er een 'doel' is, | Wenn es ein 'Ziel' gibt, |
| dan is het, dat je handelt -- | dann ist es, dass man handelt -- |
| Zo goed als je kunt. | So gut, wie man kann. |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-27
Diary 1977-1978 (Frida Vogels) - 2014
"Dagboek 1977-1978" - July 13th, 1977, Bologna
Collection: Helices
Keyword: Action (duty)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Gloomy light, a wall | |
| as a view, street noise and stench, | |
| a shabby oilcloth. | |
| Somber licht, een muur | Graues Licht, Blick auf |
| als uitzicht, herrie en stank, | eine Wand, Lärm und Gestank, |
| een goor tafelzeil. | schäbiges Tischtuch. |
Amsterdam, 2025-09-16
I've been to this part of town before. A narrow island (Frida Vogels) - 2014
Poem "Ik was al vaker in dit stadsdeel. Een smal eiland", published in "Diary 1977-1978" - July 12th, 1977, Bologna
Collection: Helices
Keyword: Depression (gloom)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Friendship is giving | |
| each other what you can give -- | |
| as best as you can. | |
| Vriendschap is elkaar | Freundschaft: so gut man |
| zo goed mogelijk geven -- | kann, einander zu geben -- |
| wat je geven kunt. | was man geben kann. |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-25
Diary 1977-1978 (Frida Vogels) - 2014
"Dagboek 1977-1978" - June 15th, 1977, Bologna
Collection: Helices
Keyword: Friendship: help
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Writing it all down, | |
| shamelessly showing myself -- | |
| as I know myself. | |
| Alles opschrijven, | Alles aufschreiben, |
| schaamteloos me laten zien -- | mich schamlos so zeigen, wie -- |
| zoals ík mij ken. | ich selbst mich kenne. |
Amsterdam, 2018-01-03
Diary 1977-1978 (Frida Vogels) - 2014
May 30th, 1977 in Bologna - About "De naakte waarheid" ("The naked truth", written 1968-1978, published in "De harde kern" - 1 ["The hard core" - 1]), also mentioned on October 14th, 1968 ("Diary 1968-1969", 2010)
Collections: Helices, Look at me
Keyword: Writing: truth
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| In a diary, | |
| the spectacular bores, while -- | |
| what hurts, captivates. | |
| In een dagboek is | Spektakuläres |
| het spectaculaire saai, | langweilt in Tagebüchern; |
| wat knelt is boeiend. | was wehtut, fesselt. |
Amsterdam, 2025-09-15
Diary 1977-1978 (Frida Vogels) - 2014
"Dagboek 1977-1978" - May 29th, 1977, Bologna
Collection: Helices
Keyword: Attention: scattered / entertainment
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Shortly before I | |
| returned, she left in a rush: | |
| a guilty conscience. | |
| Kort voor ik thuiskwam, | Kurz bevor ich nach |
| vertrok ze in aller ijl: | Hause kam, ging sie eilig: |
| een slecht geweten. | schlechtes Gewissen. |
Amsterdam, 2025-09-15
Diary 1977-1978 (Frida Vogels) - 2014
"Dagboek 1977-1978" - May 25th, 1977, Bologna
Collection: Helices
Keyword: Ethics: conscience
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I walk past the night | |
| train, casting a shadow as -- | |
| long as a wagon. | |
| Ik loop langs de nacht- | Ich gehe am Nacht- |
| trein, mijn schaduw is even -- | zug vorbei, mein Schatten so -- |
| lang als een wagon. | lang wie ein Waggon. |
Amsterdam, 2025-09-15
Diary 1977-1978 (Frida Vogels) - 2014
"Dagboek 1977-1978" - May 21st, 1977, Bologna
Collection: Helices
Keyword: Evening
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Where I am, I look | |
| outside, are there any signs -- | |
| that teach me something? | |
| Waar ik ben, kijk ik | Wo ich bin, schaue |
| naar buiten, zijn er tekens -- | ich hinaus, gibt es Zeichen -- |
| die me iets leren? | die mir was lehren? |
Amsterdam, 2025-09-17
Diary 1977-1978 (Frida Vogels) - 2014
"Dagboek 1977-1978" - March 11th, 1978, Bologna
Collection: Helices
Keywords: Care: thinking ahead, Sign
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| A seagull crosses | |
| from one spire to the other: | |
| grey on grey on grey. | |
| Twee torenspitsen. | Zwei Spitzen. Eine |
| Er steekt een zeemeeuw over: | Möwe fliegt von Turm zu Turm: |
| grijs op grijs op grijs. | Grau auf Grau auf Grau. |
Amsterdam, 2025-09-15
First, mist extinguishes colour and brightness (Frida Vogels) - 2014
"Dagboek 1977-1978" - March 6th, 1977, Amsterdam (view of the Museum of the Tropics [Tropenmuseum / Museum of World Cultures])
Collection: Helices
Keywords: City (plants, animals), Flying: gull
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I lay out my work, | |
| I'm ready, yet I can't start: | |
| there is too much noise. | |
| Ik leg mijn werk klaar, | Alles liegt bereit, |
| maar kan nog niet aan de slag: | aber ich muss noch warten: |
| teveel herrie hier. | es gibt zu viel Lärm. |
Amsterdam, 2025-09-15
Diary 1977-1978 (Frida Vogels) - 2014
"Dagboek 1977-1978" - March 1st, 1977, Amsterdam
Collection: Helices
Keyword: Attention: scattered / entertainment
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I manufacture | |
| tools with tools to be able -- | |
| to construct something. | |
| Met gereedschap maak | Mit den Werkzeugen, |
| ik gereedschap om daarmee -- | die ich herstelle, kann ich -- |
| iets te gaan maken. | etwas herstellen. |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-25
Diary 1977-1978 (Frida Vogels) - 2014
"Dagboek 1977-1978" - January 6th, 1977, Bologna
Collection: Helices
Keyword: Technics (help)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Where will I be safe? | |
| Where will someone say to me: | |
| You will be safe here. | |
| Waar ben ik veilig? | Wo bin ich sicher? |
| Waar zal iemand me zeggen: | Wo wird mir jemand sagen: |
| Hier ben je veilig. | Hier bist du sicher. |
Schin op Geul, 2025-09-03
Diary 1974-1976 (Frida Vogels) - 2013
Poem "Hier ben ik veilig", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3" [part XII, Evaluation]), and in "Diary 1974-1976" (2013) - December 5th, 1976, Bologna
Collection: Helices
Keyword: Safety: home
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| My husband likes her, | |
| so he's fine with me being -- | |
| away for a while. | |
| Mijn man vindt haar leuk, | Mein Mann mag sie und |
| hij vindt het prima, dat ik -- | findet es okay, dass ich -- |
| geregeld weg ben. | zeitweise weg bin. |
Schin op Geul, 2025-09-03
Diary 1974-1976 (Frida Vogels) - 2013
"Dagboek 1974-1976" - November 30th, 1976, Bologna
Collection: Helices
Keyword: Love: infidelity
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| The rope connects us, | |
| you are trying to pull me -- | |
| across the great chasm. | |
| Het touw verbindt ons, | Das Seil verbindet |
| jij probeert me te trekken -- | uns, du versuchst, mich über -- |
| over de kloof heen. | die Kluft zu ziehen. |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-25
Diary 1974-1976 (Frida Vogels) - 2013
"Dagboek 1974-1976" - October 16th, 1976, Bologna
Collection: Helices
Keyword: Love: relationship (choice)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Anywhere you can | |
| find men, but it's difficult -- | |
| to find a girlfriend. | |
| Overal kun je | Überall gibt es |
| wel een man vinden, maar waar -- | Männer, aber wo findet -- |
| vind je een vriendin? | man eine Freundin? |
Schin op Geul, 2025-09-03
Diary 1974-1976 (Frida Vogels) - 2013
"Dagboek 1974-1976" - September 18th, 1976, Bologna
Collection: Helices
Keyword: Friendship: understanding
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| A diary, as | |
| an aid to memory, or -- | |
| also to forget? | |
| Een dagboek schrijven, | Ein Tagebuch, als |
| als geheugensteun, of ook -- | Gedächtnisstütze, oder -- |
| om te vergeten? | auch zum Vergessen? |
Train Amsterdam-Heerlen, 2025-09-03
Diary 1974-1976 (Frida Vogels) - 2013
"Dagboek 1974-1976" - August 15th, 1976, Bologna (What is written down, you do not have to remember)
Collection: Helices
Keyword: Memory: forget
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Rustling and smelling, | |
| white water lilies floating -- | |
| in the slushy sand. | |
| Het ruist en het geurt, | Rascheln und Duften, |
| er drijven waterlelies -- | weiße Seerosen schwimmen -- |
| in het natte zand. | auf dem nassen Sand. |
Train Amsterdam-Heerlen, 2025-09-03
Diary 1974-1976 (Frida Vogels) - 2013
"Dagboek 1974-1976" - August 8th, 1976, San Severo
Collection: Helices
Keyword: Nature: flowers
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| This stone from back then: | |
| look, without my memory -- | |
| it is just a stone. | |
| Zo'n steentje van toen: | So ein Stein: ohne |
| zonder mijn herinnering -- | die Erinnerung ist es -- |
| een gewoon steentje. | einfach nur ein Stein. |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-24
Diary 1974-1976 (Frida Vogels) - 2013
"Dagboek 1974-1976" - August 1st, 1976, San Severo
Collection: Helices
Keyword: Memory: token
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Chasing boys away | |
| is like chasing flies away: | |
| they will come right back. | |
| Jongens wegjagen: | Jungen verjagen: |
| zoals vliegen komen ze -- | wie Fliegen kommen sie so- |
| meteen weer terug. | fort wieder zurück. |
Train Amsterdam-Heerlen, 2025-09-03
Diary 1974-1976 (Frida Vogels) - 2013
"Dagboek 1974-1976" - July 26th, 1976, San Severo
Collection: Helices
Keywords: Childhood, Flying: fly
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| It just happens, I | |
| forget something important -- | |
| that I do know well. | |
| Het gaat vanzelf, soms | Manchmal vergesse |
| vergeet ik iets belangrijks -- | ich etwas Wichtiges, das -- |
| dat ik heel goed weet. | ich sehr genau weiß. |
Train Amsterdam-Heerlen, 2025-09-03
Diary 1974-1976 (Frida Vogels) - 2013
"Dagboek 1974-1976" - July 10th, 1976, Bologna
Collection: Helices
Keyword: Memory: remembering
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| The leaves, the blue sky, | |
| and the cherries, you pick them -- | |
| throw them in my hat. | |
| Bladeren, blauwe | Blätter, ein blauer |
| lucht, en kersen, jij plukt ze -- | Himmel, und Kirschen, du wirfst -- |
| mikt ze in mijn hoed. | sie in meinen Hut. |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-24
Diary 1974-1976 (Frida Vogels) - 2013
"Dagboek 1974-1976" - July 7th, 1976, Bologna
Collection: Helices
Keyword: Nature: trees, forest
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I want to study, | |
| want to describe precisely -- | |
| the maths of the heart. | |
| Ik wil studeren, | Ich will studieren |
| de wiskunde van het hart -- | und die Mathe des Herzens -- |
| precies beschrijven. | genau beschreiben. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-07
In foreign parts - Chronicles (Frida Vogels) - 2024
Autobiography "In den vreemde - Kronieken", chapter 'Herbert' - May 28th, 1976, Bologna (about her choice of studies in 1948 in Amsterdam)
Collection: Helices
Keyword: Knowledge: science
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| War victims: people | |
| who suffer from the sad fact -- | |
| that there is still war. | |
| Oorlogsslachtoffers: | Kriegsopfer: Menschen, |
| lijden aan het feit dat er -- | die darunter leiden, dass -- |
| nog steeds oorlog is. | immer noch Krieg herrscht. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-07
In foreign parts - Chronicles (Frida Vogels) - 2024
Autobiography "In den vreemde - Kronieken", chapter 'Herbert' - May 28th, 1976, Bologna
Collection: Helices
Keyword: War: trauma
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| No strangers to it | |
| to judge, I want to figure -- | |
| it out by myself. | |
| Geen vreemden erbij | Nur keine Fremden, |
| om te oordelen, ik wil -- | um zu urteilen, lass es -- |
| het zelf oplossen. | mich ja selbst klären. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-06
I didn't want strangers to judge (Frida Vogels) - 2024
Poem "Ik wilde niet dat vreemden recht spraken", published in the autobiography "In den vreemde - Kronieken" ("In foreign parts - Chronicles", 2024, Frida Vogels), chapter 'Herbert' - May 26th, 1976, Bologna
Collection: Helices
Keyword: Freedom: self-determination
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| He plunges the knife | |
| deep into her, Stop, I shout -- | |
| against my own dream. | |
| Hij steekt het mes diep | Das Messer stößt tief |
| in haar, Stop, roep ik in mijn -- | in ihr, Nein nein, schreie ich -- |
| zelf bedachte droom. | gegen meinen Traum. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-06
In foreign parts - Chronicles (Frida Vogels) - 2024
Autobiography "In den vreemde - Kronieken", chapter 'Herbert' - May 26th, 1976, Bologna
Collection: Helices
Keyword: Fear: bad dream
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| On my visit, the | |
| atmosphere is embarrassed -- | |
| after all these years. | |
| Tijdens mijn bezoek | Zu Besuch: bestürzt |
| is de sfeer wat bedremmeld -- | ist die Atmosphäre nach -- |
| na al die jaren. | all diesen Jahren. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-06
In foreign parts - Chronicles (Frida Vogels) - 2024
Autobiography "In den vreemde - Kronieken", chapter 'Herbert' - May 25th, 1976, Bologna
Collection: Helices
Keywords: Together: meeting, Friendship: bond
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| But in your poem | |
| I didn't find any meaning -- | |
| that was about us. | |
| Maar in jouw gedicht | In deinem Gedicht |
| vond ik geen betekenis -- | fand ich keine Bedeutung -- |
| die over ons ging. | über uns beide. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-06
In foreign parts - Chronicles (Frida Vogels) - 2024
Autobiography "In den vreemde - Kronieken", chapter 'Herbert' - May 25th, 1976, Bologna
Collection: Helices
Keyword: Writing: experiences
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I took flute lessons, | |
| I wanted to understand -- | |
| what 'out of tune' is. | |
| Ik ging op fluitles, | Flötenunterricht, |
| want ik wilde begrijpen -- | weil ich verstehen wollte -- |
| wanneer iets 'vals' is. | was mal 'verstimmt' ist. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-06
In foreign parts - Chronicles (Frida Vogels) - 2024
Autobiography "In den vreemde - Kronieken", chapter 'Herbert' - May 23rd, 1976, Bologna
Collection: Helices
Keyword: Music: order, harmony
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| He wanted to romp | |
| with me, that's what he called it -- | |
| and I was startled. | |
| Hij wilde met mij | Er wollte mir mir |
| stoeien, zo noemde hij het -- | balgen, so nannte er es -- |
| en ik schrok daarvan. | Es hat mich erschreckt. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-06
In foreign parts - Chronicles (Frida Vogels) - 2024
Autobiography "In den vreemde - Kronieken", chapter 'Herbert' - May 23rd, 1976, Bologna
Collection: Helices
Keywords: Teenager (growing up), In love: exploration
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| We slept together | |
| sometimes, he liked that, although -- | |
| I kept my distance. | |
| Vroeger sliepen we | Manchmal im selben |
| soms samen, dat vond hij fijn -- | Bett, das gefiel ihm, obwohl -- |
| al hield ik afstand. | ich Abstand wahrte. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-06
In foreign parts - Chronicles (Frida Vogels) - 2024
Autobiography "In den vreemde - Kronieken", chapter 'Herbert' - May 23rd, 1976, Bologna
Collection: Helices
Keyword: Teenager (growing up)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| It's good that he doesn't | |
| think I'm special, as long as -- | |
| he notices me. | |
| Het is goed dat hij | Gut, dass er mich für |
| mij niet bijzonder vindt, als -- | gewöhnlich hält, solange -- |
| hij me maar opmerkt. | er mich bloß bemerkt. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-06
In foreign parts - Chronicles (Frida Vogels) - 2024
Autobiography "In den vreemde - Kronieken", chapter 'Herbert' - May 23rd, 1976, Bologna - Not getting personal attention
Collection: Helices
Keyword: Attention: exist
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| These memories are | |
| feelings, with vague images -- | |
| floating over them. | |
| Die herinnering | Die Erinnerung: |
| is een gevoel, waar vage -- | ein Gefühl, auf dem vage -- |
| beelden op drijven. | Bilder rumschwimmen. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-06
In foreign parts - Chronicles (Frida Vogels) - 2024
Autobiography "In den vreemde - Kronieken", chapter 'Herbert' - May 22nd, 1976, Bologna (about Frida's visit to Herbert Cohen [1931-2016] in Capelle aan den IJssel on Sunday, May 16th, 1976, talking about 1943-1945)
Collection: Helices
Keyword: Memory: feelings
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I remember so | |
| little from then, yet I think -- | |
| about it a lot. | |
| Ik herinner me | Ich erinnere |
| maar weinig van toen, en toch -- | mich an wenig von damals -- |
| denk ik er veel aan. | doch denke viel dran. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-06
In foreign parts - Chronicles (Frida Vogels) - 2024
Autobiography "In den vreemde - Kronieken", chapter 'Herbert' - May 22nd, 1976, Bologna (about Frida's visit to Herbert Cohen [1931-2016] in Capelle aan den IJssel on Sunday, May 16th, 1976, talking about 1943-1945)
Collection: Helices
Keyword: Memory: forget
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Plastic chairs, shaped in | |
| such a way that I can't help -- | |
| but think of buttocks. | |
| Plastic stoelen, zo | Die Plastikstühle |
| gevormd dat ik meteen moet -- | sind so geformt, dass ich an -- |
| denken aan billen. | Gesäß denken muss. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-06
In foreign parts - Chronicles (Frida Vogels) - 2024
Autobiography "In den vreemde - Kronieken", chapter 'Herbert' - May 21st, 1976, Bologna (about Frida's visit to Herbert Cohen [1931-2016] in Capelle aan den IJssel on Sunday, May 16th, 1976)
Collection: Helices
Keyword: Culture: conveniences
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| A nice reunion, | |
| on the pier, babbling water -- | |
| and a quacking duck. | |
| Ons weerzien is fijn, | Zusammensitzen |
| op een vlonder, het water -- | auf einem Steg, Geplätscher, |
| klotst, een eend snatert. | eine Ente quakt. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-06
The river was shining and wide, the water blue as steel (Frida Vogels) - 2024
Poem "De rivier was blinkend en wijd, het water blauw als staal", published in the autobiography "In den vreemde - Kronieken" ("In foreign parts - Chronicles"), chapter 'Herbert' - May 20th, 1976, Bologna (about the Maas near Capelle aan den IJssel during Frida's visit to Herbert Cohen [1931-2016] on Sunday, May 16th, 1976)
Collection: Helices
Keyword: Flying: duck / goose
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I am Platonic, | |
| my body has no value -- | |
| without desires. | |
| Ik ben platonisch, | Ich bin platonisch, |
| mijn lichaam is waardeloos -- | mein Körper hat keinen Wert -- |
| zonder begeerte. | ohne Begierde. |
Amsterdam, 2018-01-08
Diary 1974-1976 (Frida Vogels) - 2013
"Dagboek 1974-1976" - April 29th, 1976, the Netherlands
Collection: Helices
Keyword: Desire (craving, lust)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| My life is bogged down | |
| in bleak and boring days, yet -- | |
| with grasses and herbs. | |
| Mijn leven, verzand | Mein Leben steckt fest |
| in gure dagen, maar toch -- | in trüben Tagen, trotzdem -- |
| met grassen, kruiden. | mit Gräsern, Kräutern. |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-23
The days full of dead spots, where life (Frida Vogels) - 2013
Verse "De dagen vol dode plekken, waarin het leven", published in"Diary 1974-1976" - January 23rd, 1976, Bologna
Collection: Helices
Keyword: Attention: surroundings
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Unbelievers see | |
| their lives as a piece of cloth: | |
| this long, and this wide. | |
| Ongelovigen | Ungläubige seh'n |
| zien hun leven als een lap: | ihr Leben als ein Stück Stoff: |
| zo lang, en zo breed. | so lang, und so breit. |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-22
Diary 1974-1976 (Frida Vogels) - 2013
"Dagboek 1974-1976" - August 2nd, 1975, Bologna
Collection: Overwritten
Keyword: Reason: logic
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Dreams open my soul, | |
| they're giving me access to -- | |
| feelings that I have. | |
| Dromen openen | Träume öffnen die |
| mijn ziel, geven me toegang -- | Seele und geben Zugang -- |
| tot mijn gevoelens. | zu dem, was man fühlt. |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-22
Diary 1974-1976 (Frida Vogels) - 2013
"Dagboek 1974-1976" - June 24th, 1975, Bologna
Collection: Helices
Keywords: Dream(s), Feelings (acknowledge)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| My poems give a | |
| structure to my emotions -- | |
| and yet they fall through. | |
| Dichtend geef ik mijn | Gedichte geben |
| emoties structuur, maar daar -- | Gefühlen Struktur, dennoch -- |
| vallen ze doorheen. | fallen sie hindurch. |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-22
Diary 1974-1976 (Frida Vogels) - 2013
"Dagboek 1974-1976" - June 24th, 1975, Bologna
Collections: Overwritten, Whirligig Scribbler
Keyword: Writing: emotions
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Writing down my dreams | |
| awakens truths and visions -- | |
| that sleep within me. | |
| Het opschrijven van | Das Aufschreiben von |
| mijn dromen wekt waarheden -- | Träume erweckt Wahrheiten -- |
| die in mij slapen. | die in mir schlummern. |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-22
Diary 1974-1976 (Frida Vogels) - 2013
"Dagboek 1974-1976" - June 24th, 1975, Bologna
Collections: Overwritten, Whirligig Scribbler
Keywords: Writing: a discovery, Dream(s)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| My wide web catches | |
| your messages, catches them -- | |
| like entangled flies. | |
| Mijn wijde web vangt | Mein weites Netz fängt |
| jouw berichten, vangt ze als -- | deine Nachrichten ein, wie -- |
| verstrikte vliegen. | zappelnde Fliegen. |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-22
Still you send me signs, still messages travel (Frida Vogels) - 2013
Verse "Nog zend je me tekens, nog reizen boodschappen", published in "Diary 1974-1976" - June 24th, 1975, Bologna
Collection: Overwritten
Keywords: Dream(s), Flying: fly
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Another letter | |
| from her, on its way for years -- | |
| Received past her death. | |
| Nog een brief van haar, | Ein Brief von ihr, schon |
| jaren onderweg geweest -- | lange unterwegs, über -- |
| Over haar dood heen. | ihren Tod hinaus. |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-22
Still you send me signs, still messages travel (Frida Vogels) - 2013
Verse "Nog zend je me tekens, nog reizen boodschappen", published in "Diary 1974-1976" - June 24th, 1975, Bologna
Collection: Overwritten
Keyword: Communication (sending)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I do carpentry. | |
| The workers are wondering -- | |
| how to proceed now. | |
| Ik timmer ook iets. | Ich tischlere auch. |
| De werklui vragen zich af -- | Die Arbeiter fragen sich -- |
| hoe het verder moet. | wie es weiter geht. |
Amsterdam, 2025-09-03
I arrive with a lame stick (Frida Vogels) - 2013
Verse "Ik kom aan met een kreupele lat", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3" [part XII, Evaluation]), and in "Diary 1974-1976" (2013) - March 1st, 1975, Amsterdam
Collection: Overwritten
Keyword: Knowledge: expertise
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| You see: it's not good, | |
| but there's nothing you can do -- | |
| It is everywhere. | |
| Kijk, het is niet goed, | Es ist nicht gut, nun |
| maar er is niets aan te doen -- | ja, da kann man nichts machen -- |
| Het is overal. | Es ist überall. |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-21
It wasn't good. He saw it, every little thing He had created (Frida Vogels) - 2013
Verse "Het was niet goed. Hij zag het, ieder klein ding dat Hij geschapen had", published in "Diary 1974-1976" - January 26th, 1975, Bologna
Collection: Overwritten
Keywords: Humanity, Religion: God(s)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Wanting to get home, | |
| sleep again where everything -- | |
| is finally right. | |
| Thuis willen komen, | Nach Hause kommen, |
| en slapen waar eindelijk -- | wieder schlafen, wo endlich -- |
| alles weer goed is. | alles richtig ist. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-31
The road home: near, far (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "De weg naar huis: dichtbij, veraf", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part XII [Evaluation]) - November 19th, 1974, Bologna
Collection: Overwritten
Keyword: Home: displaced
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I am making do | |
| with the cart I have, because -- | |
| I want to go home. | |
| Ik behelp me maar | Ich helfe mich mit |
| met de kar die ik heb, want -- | der Karre, die ich habe -- |
| ik wil graag naar huis. | Ich will nach Hause. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-31
It bumps along, keeps getting stuck (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Het hobbelt voort, telkens blijft het steken", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part XII [Evaluation]) - November 19th, 1974, Bologna
Collection: Overwritten
Keyword: Home: bygone / homesickness
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| At last you come and | |
| you throw open my shutters -- | |
| Without seeing me. | |
| Eindelijk kom je, | Endlich kommst du, reißt |
| je gooit mijn luiken open -- | meine Fensterläden auf -- |
| Zonder mij te zien. | aber siehst mich nicht. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-31
The shutters were thrown open, I didn't know if it would be you (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "De luiken werden opengegooid, ik wist niet of jij het zou zijn", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part X [Father], and in "Diary 1962-1963" - November 11th, 1974, Bologna
Collection: Overwritten
Keywords: Missing: loved one(s), Parents: father(hood)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Old air in the house, | |
| mum shambles around in it -- | |
| She becomes smaller. | |
| Oude lucht in huis, | Alte Luft im Haus, |
| moeder schuifelt er in rond -- | Mutter schlurft darin herum -- |
| zoekend, steeds kleiner. | wird immer kleiner. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-31
More helpless, more grey. Her words are few (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Hulpelozer, grijzer. Haar woorden zijn weinig", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part XI [Deceased]) - October 31st, 1974, Bologna
Collection: Overwritten
Keyword: Old age: process
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| The guests are coming, | |
| but I hide in the bushes -- | |
| until they have left. | |
| De gasten komen, | Die Gäste kommen, |
| ik verberg me in de tuin -- | ich verstecke mich schnell, bis -- |
| tot ze weer weg zijn. | sie wieder weg sind. |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-21
It was a celebration. The long-awaited day dawned (Frida Vogels) - 2013
Poem " 't Was feest. De lang verwachte dag brak aan", published in "Diary 1974-1976" - October 17th, 1974, Bologna1
Collection: Overwritten
Keyword: Foreigners: guest
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I'm staying with you, | |
| because you just refuse to -- | |
| believe that I can't. | |
| Ik blijf nog bij jou, | Ich bleibe bei dir, |
| want jij wilt niet geloven -- | weil du mir nicht glauben willst -- |
| dat ik dat niet kan. | dass ich es nicht kann. |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-23
Diary 1974-1976 (Frida Vogels) - 2013
"Dagboek 1974-1976" - October 15th, 1974, Bologna
Collection: Overwritten
Keyword: Marriage (relationship)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Old women in black. | |
| They nod, telling their dreams and -- | |
| storing them away. | |
| De oude vrouwen | Die alten Frauen |
| vertellen elkaar dromen -- | erzählen sich Träume und -- |
| en bergen ze op. | bewahren sie auf. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-31
The dead bring dough and bread, that is good (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "De doden brengen deeg en brood, dat is goed", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part XI [Deceased]), and in "Diary 1974-1976" (2013) - October 7th, 1974, Bologna
First line of the verse: on All Soul's Day, the bread of the dead is eaten ('Pan dei morti')
Collection: Overwritten
Keyword: Old age: dreaming
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| She has to lie flat, | |
| so she is sick, and I must -- | |
| therefore wash my hands. | |
| Ze moet plat liggen, | Sie muss flach liegen, |
| dus is ze ziek en moet ik -- | ist also krank, und ich muss -- |
| me steeds ontsmetten. | mich deshalb waschen. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-31
Diary 1974-1976 (Frida Vogels) - 2013
"Dagboek 1974-1976" - October 4th, 1974, Bologna (after her mother-in-law's cataract surgery)
Collection: Overwritten
Keyword: Disease (care)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| My figs are ripe, it's | |
| time to pick them, my neighbours -- | |
| apparently thought. | |
| Mijn vijgen zijn rijp, | Meine Feigen sind |
| tijd om te plukken, dachten -- | reif, Zeit zum Pflücken, dachten -- |
| mijn buren blijkbaar. | auch meine Nachbarn. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-31
Diary 1974-1976 (Frida Vogels) - 2013
"Dagboek 1974-1976" - October 2nd, 1974, Bologna
Collection: Overwritten
Keyword: Neighbourhood
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Reading you aloud | |
| is nice, and afterwards we -- | |
| can talk about it. | |
| Voorlezen is fijn, | Vorlesen ist schön, |
| en daarna kunnen we er -- | und anschließend können wir -- |
| over napraten. | darüber reden. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-31
Diary 1974-1976 (Frida Vogels) - 2013
"Dagboek 1974-1976" - September 26th, 1974, Lucera
Collection: Overwritten
Keywords: Boredom: dullness / emptiness, Communication (conversation)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| We all do have to | |
| enjoy life, even if it -- | |
| is reluctantly. | |
| Je moet genieten | Wir alle müssen |
| van het leven, al is het -- | das Leben genießen, auch -- |
| tegen heug en meug. | mit Widerwillen. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-31
Diary 1974-1976 (Frida Vogels) - 2013
"Dagboek 1974-1976" - September 24th, 1974, Lucera
Collection: Overwritten
Keywords: Life: gift, Values and standards
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| She picks cyclamens, | |
| so I pick clumps of damp moss -- | |
| and wrap them in it. | |
| Ze plukt cyclaampjes, | Sie pflückt Zyklamen, |
| dus pluk ik vochtig mos en -- | ich feuchtes Moos, und darin -- |
| wikkel ze daar in. | wickle ich sie ein. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-30
Diary 1974-1976 (Frida Vogels) - 2013
"Dagboek 1974-1976" - September 9th, 1974, Bologna
Collection: Overwritten
Keyword: Nature: flowers
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| You always believed | |
| in the heavenly trumpets -- | |
| so now I must blow! | |
| Jij geloofde in | Du hast geglaubt an |
| de hemelse bazuinen -- | die himmlischen Posaunen -- |
| Ik moet wel blazen! | Jetzt muss ich blasen! |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-30
You stare at me grimly, and I'm scared and recoil (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Grimmig staar je me aan, en ik schrik en deins terug", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part XI [Deceased]), and in "Diary 1974-1976" (2013) - August 22nd, 1974, Bologna
Collection: Overwritten
Keywords: Heaven / Sky / Hell, Bible
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| After much thought, she | |
| says one sentence, as if it -- | |
| would say everything. | |
| Na lang nadenken | Sie denkt lange nach, |
| zegt ze één zin, alsof die -- | sagt einen Satz, als würde -- |
| alles zou zeggen. | die alles sagen. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-30
Diary 1974-1976 (Frida Vogels) - 2013
"Dagboek 1974-1976" - August 13th, 1974, Bologna
Collection: Overwritten
Keywords: Thinking (order), Communication (half, half-hearted)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| It is eerily | |
| quiet in the house, so I -- | |
| keep hearing something. | |
| Het is akelig | Es ist unheimlich |
| stil in huis, zo erg stil dat -- | still im Haus, immer wieder -- |
| ik aldoor iets hoor. | höre ich etwas. |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-20
It's quiet in the house. So quiet that I keep hearing something (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Het is stil in huis. Zo stil, dat ik aldoor wat hoor", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3" [part XI, Deceased]), and in "Diary 1974-1976" (2013) - August 9th, 1974, Bologna
Collection: Overwritten
Keyword: Silence (emptiness)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| The dead who are dear | |
| to me sometimes touch me, but -- | |
| then I push them back. | |
| Dierbare doden: | Die Lieben Toten |
| soms raken ze me aan, maar -- | berühren mich, aber ich -- |
| ik duw hen terug. | stoße sie zurück. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-30
You're still alive, you stand on the mountain of dead people (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Jij leeft nog, je staat op de berg doden", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3" [part XI, Deceased]), and in "Diary 1974-1976" (2013) - July 25th, 1974, Bologna
Collection: Overwritten
Keyword: Memory: of people
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I'm alive, I stand | |
| on a mountain of the dead -- | |
| They have become soil. | |
| Ik leef en ik sta | Ich stehe auf dem |
| op een berg doden, ze zijn -- | Berg der Toten, sie sind zu -- |
| aarde geworden. | Erde geworden. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-30
You're still alive, you stand on the mountain of dead people (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Jij leeft nog, je staat op de berg doden", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3" [part XI, Deceased]), and in "Diary 1974-1976" (2013) - July 25th, 1974, Bologna
Collection: Overwritten
Keyword: Death: and life
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| In the coffin, you | |
| lie, with an ivory face: | |
| terribly precious! | |
| Je ligt in de kist, | Du liegst im Sarg, mit |
| met een ivoren gezicht: | einem Elfenbeingesicht: |
| akelig kostbaar! | wie schrecklich kostbar! |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-30
I'd rather never have seen your ivory face (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Je ivoren gezicht had ik nooit willen zien", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3" [part XI, Deceased]), and in "Diary 1974-1976" (2013) - June 17th, 1974, Bologna
Collection: Overwritten
Keyword: Death: cemetery / funeral
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Waking up I see | |
| my backpack, flowers, and four -- | |
| quarters of the sky. | |
| Ik word wakker, zie | Aufwachend, sehe |
| mijn rugzak, zie bloemen, en -- | ich: Rucksack, Blumen, und vier -- |
| vier hemelstreken. | Himmelsrichtungen. |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-20
I woke up. Next to me I found a staff and a knapsack (Frida Vogels) - 2013
Verse "Ik werd wakker. Naast me vond ik staf en ransel", published in "Diary 1974-1976" - June 3rd, 1974, Bologna
Collection: Overwritten
Keywords: Journey: explore, Nature: flowers
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| The restoration | |
| is overdue, look, new life -- | |
| is already growing! | |
| De restauratie | Die Sanierung ist |
| komt te laat, kijk maar, er groeit -- | überfällig, da wächst doch -- |
| hier al nieuw leven! | schon neues Leben! |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-29
Gathering, putting together the lost pieces (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "De verloren stukken bijeenzoeken, samenvoegen", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3" [part XII, Evaluation]), and in "Diary 1974-1976" (2013) - May 24th, 1974, Amsterdam
Collection: Overwritten
Keyword: Decay
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| You left me behind | |
| in the field, destitute like -- | |
| a windswept scarecrow. | |
| Je liet mij achter | Du hast mich im Feld |
| in het veld, berooid als een -- | zurückgelassen, schäbig -- |
| vogelverschrikker. | wie eine Scheuche. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-29
Away (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Weg", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3" [part X, Father]), and in "Diary 1974-1976" (2013) - May 12th, 1974, Amsterdam
Collection: Overwritten
Keyword: Alone: forsaken
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| The knighthood gives me | |
| the assignment: go now, and -- | |
| choose a route yourself. | |
| De ridderslag geeft | Der Ritterschlag gibt |
| me de opdracht: ga op weg -- | mir den Auftrag: gehe und -- |
| kies zelf een route. | wähle einen Weg. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-29
It was a mission: I had to go on alone (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Het was een opdracht: alleen moest ik verder gaan", published in "Diary 1974-1976" (2013) - April 28th, 1974, Amsterdam
Collection: Overwritten
Keyword: Beginning (make a start)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Well, of course I write | |
| about things that bother me -- | |
| so, about myself. | |
| Natuurlijk schrijf ik | Natürlich schreibe |
| over hetgeen me dwarszit -- | ich über das, was mich stört -- |
| dus over mezelf. | na, über mich selbst. |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-20
Diary 1974-1976 (Frida Vogels) - 2013
"Dagboek 1974-1976" - April 16th, 1974, Amsterdam
Collections: Helices, Whirligig Scribbler
Keywords: Writing: expression, Self-expression (creative)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| When I was younger | |
| I wanted to change the world -- | |
| now I let it go. | |
| Vroeger wilde ik | Früher wollte ich |
| de wereld veranderen -- | die Welt verändern, und jetzt -- |
| nu laat ik haar los. | lasse ich sie los. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-29
Diary 1974-1976 (Frida Vogels) - 2013
"Dagboek 1974-1976" - April 4th, 1974, Amsterdam
Collection: Overwritten
Keywords: Idealism, Letting go
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Breaking branches in | |
| the domestic wilderness -- | |
| of the dense brushwood. | |
| Brekende takken | Brechende Äste |
| in de tamme wildernis -- | in der zahmen Wildnis des -- |
| van het kreupelbos. | dichten Buschwaldes. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-29
We walked through brushwood (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "We wandelden door kreupelbos", published in "Diary 1974-1976" (2013) - April 1st, 1974, Amsterdam
Collection: Overwritten
Keyword: Nature: trees, forest
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Just let the traces | |
| decay, what passed along here -- | |
| is engraved in me. | |
| Laat de sporen maar | Lass die Spuren doch |
| vergaan, wat hier voorbijging -- | vergehen, der Vorgang ist -- |
| staat in mij gegrift. | in mir eingraviert. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-29
There are still traces visible. But don't follow them, look closer (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Nog zijn er sporen zichtbaar. Maar volg ze niet, kijk beter", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3" [part XI, Deceased]), and in "Diary 1974-1976" (2013) - March 29th, 1974, Amsterdam (being petrified oneself)
Collection: Overwritten
Keyword: Memory: remembering
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Her inheritance | |
| does not belong to me, it's -- | |
| taboo, it's orphaned. | |
| Haar nalatenschap | Ihr Nachlass gehört |
| behoort mij niet toe, taboe -- | mir nicht, er ist ein Tabu -- |
| en helaas verweesd. | und leider verwaist. |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-20
Diary 1974-1976 (Frida Vogels) - 2013
"Dagboek 1974-1976" - March 27th, 1974, San Severo
Collection: Helices
Keywords: Heritage, Taboo
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| You answer me, my | |
| words have sprouted in you: | |
| a branch full of shoots. | |
| Jij antwoordt mij, mijn | Du antwortest mir, |
| woorden zijn in jou ontkiemd: | ich bin in dir gekeimt: ein |
| een tak vol loten. | Zweig voller Triebe. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-29
You answered me. My words (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Jij antwoordde me. Mijn woorden", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3" [part XI, Deceased]), and in "Diary 1974-1976" (2013) - March 26th, 1974, Amsterdam
Collection: Overwritten
Keywords: Together: connection, Knowledge: pass on
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Without seeing you, | |
| without understanding you -- | |
| I do what you want. | |
| Zonder jou te zien, | Ohne zu sehen, |
| zonder jou te begrijpen -- | ohne zu verstehen: ich -- |
| doe ik wat jij wilt. | tue, was du willst. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-29
You lay there, and you didn't lie still (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Je lag daar, en je lag niet stil", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3" [part XI, Deceased]), and in "Diary 1974-1976" (2013) - March 20th, 1974, Amsterdam - Acting according to the wishes of the deceased
Collection: Overwritten
Keywords: Love: surrender, Manly (dominance)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Traces of the past | |
| in the landscape, leave them as -- | |
| they are, they are dead. | |
| Sporen van vroeger | Spuren von früher |
| in het landschap, laat het zo -- | in der Landschaft, lass sie, wie -- |
| Dit vroeger is dood. | sie sind, sie sind tot. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-28
Lines, figures exposed: a city (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Lijnen, figuren die men blootlegt: een stad", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3" [part XI, Deceased]), and in "Diary 1974-1976" (2013) - March 19th, 1974, Amsterdam
Collection: Overwritten
Keywords: Past: remnants, Nature: landscape
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| The little children | |
| are shadows that ignore me -- | |
| as if I were one. | |
| Kleine kinderen: | Die kleine Kinder: |
| schimmen die me negeren -- | Schatten, die mich meiden, als -- |
| als was ik er een. | wäre ich einer. |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-20
Too many are shadows, I cannot mingle with the living (Frida Vogels) - 2013
Poem "Te velen zijn schimmen, ik kan niet met de levenden verkeren", published in "Diary 1974-1976" - February 18th, 1974, Amsterdam
Collection: Overwritten
Keyword: Spirit / Ghost(s)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Birds and snakes, not you, | |
| upon my homecoming from -- | |
| the realm of the dead. | |
| Vogels en slangen, | Vögel und Schlangen, |
| jij niet, bij mijn terugkomst -- | nicht du, bei meiner Rückkehr -- |
| uit het dodenrijk. | aus dem Totenreich. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-28
Orpheus (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Orfeus", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3" [part XI, Deceased]), and in "Diary 1974-1976" (2013) - February 3rd, 1974, Amsterdam
Collection: Overwritten
Keywords: Alone: forsaken, Missing: loved one(s)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I'm ahead of you, | |
| when it dawns I look behind -- | |
| and only see snakes. | |
| Ik loop voor jou uit, | Ich geh vor dir her, |
| het wordt licht, ik kijk om en -- | es wird hell, ich schau mich um, |
| zie alleen slangen. | sehe nur Schlangen. |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-20
Orpheus (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem, published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3" [part XI, Deceased]), and in "Diary 1974-1976" (2013) - February 3rd, 1974, Amsterdam
Collection: Overwritten
Keywords: Missing: loved one(s), Animals: snake
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Is my friend looking | |
| for me? No, I'm calling her -- | |
| but.. she's in her grave. | |
| Zoekt mijn vriendin mij? | Sucht meine Freundin |
| Nee, ik roep haar, maar.. zij moet -- | nach mir? Nein, ich rufe sie -- |
| in haar graf blijven. | dort.. in ihrem Grab. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-28
Buried too soon, already hastily dragged away (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Te snel begraven, al haastig weggesleept", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3" [part XI, Deceased]), and in "Diary 1974-1976" (2013) - January 23rd, 1974, Amsterdam
Collection: Overwritten
Keyword: Missing: deceased
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I write about you | |
| so as not to lose you, so -- | |
| as to be with you. | |
| Ik schrijf over jou | Ich schreibe über |
| om jou niet te verliezen -- | dich, will dich nicht verlieren -- |
| Om bij jou te zijn. | möchte bei dir sein. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-05
In foreign parts - Chronicles (Frida Vogels) - 2024
Autobiography "In den vreemde - Kronieken", chapter 'Een vriendin in Rome' (A friend in Rome) - January 9th, 1974, Amsterdam
Collection: Overwritten
Keywords: Writing: preserve, Friendship: bond
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Nice conversations | |
| in the shadow of her death: | |
| luminous islands. | |
| Fijne gesprekken | Nette Gespräche |
| in de schaduw van haar dood: | im Schatten ihres Todes: |
| eilanden van licht. | leuchtende Inseln. |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-20
Diary 1972-1973 (Frida Vogels) - 2012
"Dagboek 1972-1973" - December 2nd, 1973, Bologna
Collection: Overwritten
Keyword: Goodbye: dying / death
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Life experience: | |
| stones and boulders in the streams -- | |
| within your body. | |
| Levenservaring: | Lebenserfahrung: |
| de stenen in de stromen -- | die Steine in den Strömen -- |
| binnen je lichaam. | in deinem Körper. |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-20
Diary 1972-1973 (Frida Vogels) - 2012
"Dagboek 1972-1973" - November 10th, 1973, Bologna
Collection: Overwritten
Keywords: Life: experience, Wisdom
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I'm a poet, I'm | |
| fighting on a pinhead with -- | |
| who I want to be. | |
| Ik ben een dichter, | Als Dichterin kämpft |
| ik vecht op een speldenknop -- | sie auf Nadelkopf mit der -- |
| met wie ik wil zijn. | die sie sein möchte. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-27
I am a poet after all (Frida Vogels) - 2012
Verse "Ik ben nu eenmaal een dichter", published in "Diary 1972-1973" - September 23rd, 1973, Bologna (The Bible: Jacob fights with the angel)
Collections: Overwritten, Whirligig Scribbler
Keywords: Writing: a discovery, Bible
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| She smiles, she wants me | |
| to take the tastiest fruit -- | |
| The holy martyr! | |
| Ze glimlacht, ze wil | Sie lächelt, sie will, |
| dat ik het lekkerste neem -- | dass ich das Beste nehme -- |
| De martelares! | Die Märtyrerin! |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-27
Diary 1972-1973 (Frida Vogels) - 2012
"Dagboek 1972-1973" - August 12th, 1973, San Severo
Collection: Overwritten
Keyword: Religion: holiness
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| We both mean something | |
| different each time, but still -- | |
| it's a nice meeting. | |
| Beiden bedoelen | Wir verstehen uns |
| we steeds iets anders, toch is -- | jedes Mal falsch, trotzdem ist's -- |
| het een leuk gesprek. | ein nettes Gespräch. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-27
Diary 1972-1973 (Frida Vogels) - 2012
"Dagboek 1972-1973" - August 12th, 1973, San Severo
Collection: Overwritten
Keyword: Communication (conversation)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I am different, | |
| they call me the madwoman -- | |
| of the castle here. | |
| Ik val uit de toon, | Ich bin anders, hier |
| daarom ben ik hier bekend -- | werde ich die Verrückte -- |
| als de kasteelgek. | vom Kastell genannt. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-27
Diary 1972-1973 (Frida Vogels) - 2012
"Dagboek 1972-1973" - July 30th, 1973, San Severo - "La pazza di Drione" (The madwoman of Drione)
Castel Drione is the original name of San Severo (hence, San Severo is called 'Castellina' in the diaries), and Drione is also the surname of Frida's mother-in-law
Collection: Overwritten
Keyword: Foreigners: different
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| There's a small, crushed plant | |
| rising up in the cart track -- | |
| It's going to bloom. | |
| In het karrenspoor | Auf der Karrenspur |
| richt een geplet plantje zich -- | erhebt sich eine kleine -- |
| op, het gaat bloeien. | Pflanze, und sie blüht. |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-19
Diary 1972-1973 (Frida Vogels) - 2012
"Dagboek 1972-1973" - June 25th, 1973, Bologna
Collection: Overwritten
Keywords: Life: survival (reflex), Nature: flowers
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| You outshouted both | |
| yourself and the great distance -- | |
| you had kept from me. | |
| Jij overschreeuwde | Du übertönst so- |
| en jezelf, en de afstand -- | wohl dich selbst, als die Distanz -- |
| die je van mij hield. | die du zu mir hältst. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-27
I have never heard a word from you (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Geen woord heb ik ooit van je gehoord", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part X [Father]), and in "Diary 1972-1973" (2012) - June 13th, 1973, Bologna
Collection: Overwritten
Keywords: Love: powerless, Distance / Detachment
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| If only it was | |
| enough to quietly lie -- | |
| together in bed. | |
| Was het maar genoeg | Wenn es nur genug |
| om fijn in bed te liggen -- | wäre, um still zusammen -- |
| stil tegen elkaar. | im Bett zu liegen. |
Amsterdam, 2018-01-08
Diary 1972-1973 (Frida Vogels) - 2012
"Dagboek 1972-1973" - May 1st and June 26th, 1973, Bologna
Collection: Overwritten
Keyword: Love: intimacy (physical)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| My work is done, what- | |
| ever it's worth, satisfied -- | |
| I now say goodbye. | |
| Mijn werk is af, wat | Ich bin zufrieden |
| het ook waard is, tevreden -- | mit meiner Arbeit, ich kann -- |
| neem ik nu afscheid. | mich verabschieden. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-27
Dying (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Doodgaan", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part XII [Evaluation]), and in "Diary 1972-1973" (2012) - April 11th, 1973, Amsterdam
Collection: Overwritten
Keyword: Goodbye: decision
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| It's how it goes: the | |
| old tree continues to grow -- | |
| hardening its bark. | |
| Het kan niet anders, | So geht's: der alte |
| de oude boom blijft groeien -- | Baum wächst weiter und seine -- |
| en verhardt zijn bast. | Rinde härtet aus. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-27
The stiff growth (Frida Vogels) - 2012
Poem "Het stroeve groeien", published in "Diary 1972-1973" - January 17th, 1973, Bologna
Collection: Overwritten
Keyword: Nature: trees, forest
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Mama certainly | |
| would never talk motherly! | |
| She understands me. | |
| Mama zou zeker | Mütterlich würde |
| nooit moederlijk praten, want -- | Mama bestimmt nie sprechen! |
| zij begrijpt me wel. | Sie versteht mich doch. |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-17
Diary 1972-1973 (Frida Vogels) - 2012
"Dagboek 1972-1973" - December 31st, 1972, San Severo
Collection: Overwritten
Keyword: Parents: mother(hood)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| A guest: cupboard | |
| opening, walking, rustling -- | |
| silence, out the door. | |
| Een logé: geloop, | Eine Gästin: die |
| kastje open, geritsel, | Schrank öffnen, Gehen, Rascheln -- |
| stilte, de deur uit. | Stille, aus der Tür. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-27
Diary 1972-1973 (Frida Vogels) - 2012
"Dagboek 1972-1973" - December 19th, 1972, Bologna
Collection: Overwritten
Keywords: Privacy, Hospitality
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| He makes me wait, and | |
| then I want to say something -- | |
| that will affect him. | |
| Hij laat me expres | Er lässt mich warten. |
| wachten, en dan wil ik iets -- | Ich möchte etwas sagen -- |
| zeggen dat hem raakt. | dass ihn tief berührt. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-27
Diary 1972-1973 (Frida Vogels) - 2012
"Dagboek 1972-1973" - December 7th, 1972, Bologna
Collection: Overwritten
Keyword: Manly (dominance)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| She still haunts the house, | |
| and her stories bossily -- | |
| are haunting my head. | |
| Zij spookt door het huis, | Sie spukt im Haus rum, |
| en haar verhalen spoken -- | ihre Geschichten spuken -- |
| bazig in mijn hoofd. | in meinem Kopf rum. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-27
Diary 1972-1973 (Frida Vogels) - 2012
"Dagboek 1972-1973" - December 7th, 1972, Bologna
Collection: Overwritten
Keywords: Memory: of someone, Spirit / Ghost(s)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Frozen soil, rumbling | |
| with feet, naked and skinny -- | |
| the locust stands braced. | |
| De bevroren grond | Der Boden bebt von |
| dreunt van voeten, naakt en schriel -- | Füßen, nackt und mager spannt -- |
| staat de sprinkhaan schrap. | die Grille sich an. |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-17
On fragile legs on the frozen ground (Frida Vogels) - 2012
Poem "Op broze pootjes op de bevroren grond", published in "Diary 1972-1973" - December 3rd, 1972, Bologna
Collection: Overwritten
Keywords: Combat readiness, Flying: grasshopper / cricket
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Dark corners: why do | |
| I pay attention to places -- | |
| on which no sun shines? | |
| Donkere hoeken: | Warum achte ich |
| waarom let ik op plekken -- | auf die Stellen, an denen -- |
| waar geen zon op schijnt? | keine Sonne scheint? |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-27
Diary 1972-1973 (Frida Vogels) - 2012
"Dagboek 1972-1973" - October 4th, 1972, Bologna
Collection: Overwritten
Keywords: Danger: hidden, Curiosity: secret / world
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Why any further? | |
| All the effort to get here -- | |
| where there is no view. | |
| Waarom nog verder | Warum noch weiter |
| gaan? Al die moeite tot hier -- | gehen? Hier gibt es nicht ein- |
| waar geen uitzicht is. | mal eine Aussicht. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-26
Someone (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse, published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3" [part XI, Deceased]), and in "Diary 1972-1973" (2012) - September 20th, 1972, Bologna
Collection: Overwritten
Keyword: Life: course (on the way)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I sit in the mist, | |
| resting on the narrow path -- | |
| Where should I go next? | |
| Ik zit in de mist | Im Nebel sitze |
| uit te rusten, op het pad -- | ich auf dem Weg, wohin soll -- |
| Waarheen verdergaan? | ich weitergehen? |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-26
Someone (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Iemand", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part XI [Deceased]), and in "Diary 1972-1973" (2012) - September 20th, 1972, Bologna
Collection: Overwritten
Keywords: Fog, Life: course (on the way)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| So, to do a lot | |
| I get up quickly, then, I -- | |
| don't know what to do. | |
| Vandaag wil ik veel | Ich habe viel vor, |
| doen, vlug sta ik op en dan -- | ich stehe schnell auf und weiß -- |
| weet ik het niet meer. | dann nicht mehr weiter. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-26
Diary 1972-1973 (Frida Vogels) - 2012
September 4th, 1972, Bologna
Collection: Overwritten
Keyword: Life: lust (enthusiasm)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| The woods entangle | |
| me, I want out, I don't want -- | |
| to have to sleep here. | |
| Het bos verstrikt me, | Der Wald verwickelt mich, |
| ik wil eruit, ik wil niet -- | ich will raus, will hier die Nacht -- |
| hier moeten slapen. | nicht schlafen müssen. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-26
Diary 1972-1973 (Frida Vogels) - 2012
August 26th, 1972, Bologna
Collection: Overwritten
Keyword: Nature: trees, forest
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| The house has become | |
| more empty, one person less -- | |
| and one shadow more. | |
| Weer is het leger | Das Haus ist leerer, |
| in huis, weer een mens minder -- | eine Person weniger -- |
| weer een schim erbij. | und ein Schatten mehr. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-25
Again a face paled (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Weer verbleekte een gezicht", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part XI [Deceased]), and in "Diary 1972-1973" (2012) - August 23rd, 1972, Bologna (after the death of uncle Enea Drione on August 6th)
Collection: Overwritten
Keyword: Spirit / Ghost(s)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| It just happened, you | |
| wanted to help, and one thing -- | |
| led to a whole life. | |
| Het liep zo, jij wou | Du hast mir damals |
| me helpen, en van het een -- | geholfen, und eins führte -- |
| kwam een heel leven. | zum ganzen Leben. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-25
Taking on the burden (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "De last op zich nemen", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part XII [Evaluation]), and in "Diary 1972-1973" (2012) - August 19th, 1972, Bologna
Collection: Overwritten
Keyword: Life: course (chance)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| The empty square, rained | |
| clean, at home we lay down and -- | |
| share our happiness. | |
| Het lege plein, schoon | Der Platz ist sauber |
| geregend, thuis uiten we -- | geregnet, im Bett drücken -- |
| in bed ons geluk. | wir unser Glück aus. |
Amsterdam, 2018-01-08
Diary 1972-1973 (Frida Vogels) - 2012
"Dagboek 1972-1973" - August 17th, 1972, Bologna
Collection: Overwritten
Keyword: Happiness (connection)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Finally he died, | |
| then the bustle began and -- | |
| the sun rose again. | |
| Toen hij eindelijk | Als er schließlich starb, |
| dood was, begon de drukte -- | begann das Treiben im Haus -- |
| kwam de zon weer op. | ging die Sonne auf. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-25
Diary 1972-1973 (Frida Vogels)
The Bustle in a House (Emily Dickinson) - 2012
"Dagboek 1972-1973" - August 13th, 1972, Bologna (poem "The Bustle in a House", 1866, Emily Dickinson, published in 1890; F1108, J1078)
Collection: Overwritten
Keyword: Lifestream (motion)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida; Dickinson, Emily
| I know, I too shall | |
| die, but for the time being -- | |
| I am someone else. | |
| Ik weet het, ook ik | Ich weiß, ich werde |
| ga dood, maar vooralsnog ben -- | sterben, aber noch bin ich -- |
| ik iemand anders. | jemand anderes. |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-17
Diary 1972-1973 (Frida Vogels) - 2012
"Dagboek 1972-1973" - August 13th, 1972, Bologna
Collection: Overwritten
Keyword: Attention: actuality
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Your face has turned red, | |
| but you keep talking, panting -- | |
| from the long, steep climb. | |
| Je loopt al rood aan, | Du wirst rot, aber |
| maar je blijft praten, hijgend -- | du redest weiter und keuchst -- |
| van de steile klim. | vom steilen Anstieg. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-25
You told me everything in a hurry (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Je vertelde me inderhaast alles", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3" [part X, Father]), and in "Diary 1972-1973" (2012) - July 17th, 1972, Bologna (about her father, September 27th, 1970 in Urbino)
Collection: Overwritten
Keywords: Body: decline, Breath
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| On all the hillsides | |
| around me broom blooms, there are -- | |
| no dead people here. | |
| Op al de heuvels | Auf allen Hügeln |
| rondom mij bloeit er brem, hier -- | ringsum blüht der Ginster, hier -- |
| zijn er geen doden. | gibt's keine Toten. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-25
The broom bloomed on the hills (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "De brem bloeide op de heuvels", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part XI [Deceased]), and in "Diary 1972-1973" (2012) - July 15th, 1972, Bologna
Collection: Overwritten
Keyword: Nature: flowers
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| A postcard from Liz, | |
| sent by Caroline, but still -- | |
| from Liz, that is nice. | |
| Een briefkaart van Els, | Postkarte von Liesl, |
| gestuurd door Carla, maar toch -- | geschickt von Karla, trotzdem -- |
| van Els, dat is fijn. | von Liesl, das ist nett. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-25
Diary 1972-1973 (Frida Vogels) - 2012
"Dagboek 1972-1973" - July 9th, 1972, Bologna
Collection: Overwritten
Keyword: Friendship: bond
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I am sitting on | |
| the edge of the bath, oh, my -- | |
| parents are no more. | |
| Ik zit op de rand | Ich liege in der |
| van het bad, ach, mijn ouders -- | Badewanne, und habe -- |
| zijn er nu niet meer. | keine Eltern mehr. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-25
Diary 1972-1973 (Frida Vogels) - 2012
"Dagboek 1972-1973" - June 24th, 1972, Bologna
Collection: Overwritten
Keyword: Missing: loved one(s)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Dust swirling. Someone | |
| must be at the fence, breaking -- | |
| my desolation. | |
| Er warrelt stof op. | Staubwolken wirbeln |
| Iemand aan het hek doorbreekt -- | auf, jemand am Zaun durchbricht -- |
| mijn verlatenheid. | meine Einsamkeit. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-25
Visitors who may have no evil intentions (Frida Vogels) - 2012
Verse "Bezoekers die misschien geen kwaad bedoelen", published in "Diary 1972-1973" - June 20th, 1972, Bologna
Collection: Overwritten
Keyword: Alone: loner / single
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I wrote back to them, | |
| but it took me two days of -- | |
| reasonableness. | |
| Ik heb geantwoord, | Ich antwortete. |
| wat me twee dagen kostte -- | Zwei Tage Zumutbarkeit -- |
| aan redelijkheid. | hat's mir gekostet. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-24
Diary 1972-1973 (Frida Vogels) - 2012
"Dagboek 1972-1973" - June 11th, 1972, Bologna
Collection: Overwritten
Keyword: Reason: and feelings
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Far too often I | |
| live in a state of alarm -- | |
| It's no good, I know. | |
| Veel te vaak leef ik | Viel zu oft lebe |
| in een noodtoestand, en dat -- | ich im Notzustand, und das -- |
| is nergens goed voor. | ist wirklich nicht gut. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-24
Diary 1972-1973 (Frida Vogels) - 2012
"Dagboek 1972-1973" - June 9th, 1972, Bologna
Collection: Overwritten
Keyword: Attention: actuality
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| The chair, Mama is | |
| no longer in it, watching -- | |
| what I am doing. | |
| Mama zit niet meer | Mama sitzt nicht mehr |
| op haar stoel en kijkt niet meer -- | im Sessel, schaut mir nicht mehr -- |
| hoe ik bezig ben. | zu, was ich tue. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-24
The chair opposite you (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Die stoel tegenover je", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part XI [Deceased]), and in "Diary 1972-1973" (2012) - June 7th, 1972, Bologna
Collection: Overwritten
Keyword: Parents: mother(hood)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| With the speeches at | |
| the funeral, it begins: | |
| being forgotten. | |
| Met de toespraken | Mit den Reden bei |
| op de uitvaart begint het -- | der Bestattung beginnt es: |
| vergeten worden. | vergessen werden. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-24
Dying (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Doodgaan", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part X [Father]), and in "Diary 1972-1973" (2012) - June 6th, 1972, Bologna
Collection: Overwritten
Keyword: Memory: forget
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| You touch my back, I | |
| turn around and you are shocked -- | |
| like I'm who knows what. | |
| Je raakt mijn rug aan, | Ich drehe mich um |
| ik draai me om en jij schrikt -- | zu dir und du bist schockiert -- |
| alsof ik wat? ben. | als wäre ich was? |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-24
You came to me from behind (Frida Vogels) - 2012
Poem "Je kwam achter me naar me toe", published in "Diary 1972-1973" (2012) - June 5th, 1972, Bologna (about her father)
Collection: Overwritten
Keyword: Parents: father(hood)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I dream: my father | |
| kisses me, but it isn't him -- | |
| and he isn't kissing. | |
| Ik droom dat vader | Ein Traum: Vater küsst |
| me kust, maar hij is het niet -- | mich, aber er ist es nicht -- |
| en hij kust me niet. | und er küsst mich nicht. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-24
Diary 1972-1973 (Frida Vogels) - 2012
"Dagboek 1972-1973" - June 5th, 1972, Bologna
Collection: Overwritten
Keyword: Parents: father(hood)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| We follow the dike, | |
| the sun has sunk next to us -- | |
| and makes the grass gleam. | |
| We volgen de dijk, | Wir folgen dem Deich, |
| de zon is naast ons gezakt -- | die Sonne sinkt neben uns -- |
| laat het gras glanzen. | die Gräser glänzen. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-24
We looked out over the land (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Wij overzagen het land" / "Dal sentiero sopra la diga", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part XII [Evaluation]), in "Diary 1972-1973" (2012), and in the autobiography "In den vreemde - Kronieken" ("In foreign parts - Chronicles", 2024, Frida Vogels), chapter 'Epiloog' (Epilogue) - June 2nd, 1972, Bologna (about the Wormer, May 12th, 1972)
Collection: Overwritten
Keyword: Nature: landscape
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Happiness: Having | |
| lunch in the grass on a dike -- | |
| Boats on the river. | |
| Geluk is lunchen | Glück ist, auf einem |
| op een grasdijk met boten -- | Deich im Gras zu essen mit -- |
| over de rivier. | Boote auf dem Fluss. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-23
Diary 1972-1973 (Frida Vogels) - 2012
"Dagboek 1972-1973" - May 8th, 1972, Amsterdam (about the IJssel, May 5th, 1972)
Collection: Overwritten
Keyword: Happiness (relaxation)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| He has a present | |
| and with a smile he opens -- | |
| his hand: a small shell. | |
| Hij heeft een cadeau | Er hat ein Geschenk |
| en opent met een lachje -- | und öffnet lächelnd seine -- |
| zijn hand: een schelpje. | Hand: eine Muschel. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-24
He has nothing to show - after travelling so far (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Niets heeft hij te tonen - na zo ver", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part X [Father]), and in "Diary 1972-1973" (2012) - May 8th, 1972, Amsterdam
Collection: Overwritten
Keyword: Sadness: disappointment
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| He remains silent, | |
| he knows better, and I'm once -- | |
| again too stupid. | |
| Hij kijkt kwaad en zwijgt, | Er schweigt wütend, er |
| hij weet het beter, en ik -- | weiß es besser, und ich bin -- |
| ben weer eens te dom. | mal wieder zu dumm. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-23
Diary 1972-1973 (Frida Vogels) - 2012
"Dagboek 1972-1973" - April 22nd, 1972, Amsterdam
Collection: Overwritten
Keyword: Manly (dominance)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I ask the shadows, | |
| they do not understand me -- | |
| so they shake me off. | |
| Ik spreek de schimmen | Ich frage die Schat- |
| aan, ze begrijpen me niet -- | ten, sie verstehen mich nicht -- |
| en schudden me af. | und schütteln mich ab. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-23
Someone has come among us (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Iemand is onder ons gekomen", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part XI [Deceased]), and in "Diary 1972-1973" (2012) - February 12th, 1972, Bologna
Collection: Overwritten
Keyword: Spirit / Ghost(s)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Hand in hand we are | |
| pulling on each other: come -- | |
| inside mý circle! | |
| We staan hand in hand | Hand in Hand ziehen |
| hard aan elkaar te trekken: | wir kräftig aneinander: |
| kom binnen míjn kring! | komm in méinem Kreis! |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-16
Diary 1972-1973 (Frida Vogels) - 2012
"Dagboek 1972-1973" - February 11th, 1972, Bologna
Collection: Overwritten
Keyword: Together: group
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| We have invited | |
| guests and clean the entire house -- | |
| including the soap. | |
| We krijgen bezoek, | Wir reinigen für |
| en maken heel het huis schoon -- | die Gäste das ganze Haus -- |
| tot en met de zeep. | sogar die Seife. |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-16
Diary 1972-1973 (Frida Vogels) - 2012
"Dagboek 1972-1973" - January 31st, 1972, Bologna
Collection: Overwritten
Keyword: Hospitality
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| The neighbours demand | |
| that we behave as they do -- | |
| We're ashamed and leave. | |
| De buren eisen | Die Nachbarn fordern, |
| dat we leven zoals zij -- | dass wir so leben wie sie -- |
| Beschaamd gaan we weg. | Wir gehen, beschämt. |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-15
Our houses were never ours (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Onze huizen waren nooit van ons", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3" [part IX, Marriage]), and in "Diary 1972-1973" (2012) - January 18th, 1972, Bologna
Collection: Overwritten
Keyword: Neighbourhood
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| You didn't answer when | |
| I called you, at the bottom -- | |
| of the high stairs, tired. | |
| Je antwoordde niet | Keine Antwort, als |
| toen ik jou riep, onderaan -- | ich dich gerufen habe -- |
| de lange trap, moe. | am Fuß der Treppe. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-23
I can remember you / You're with me again (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Ik kan me je herinneren" / "Je bent weer bij me", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3" [part X, Father]), in "Diary 1972-1973" (2012), and in "Diary 1977-1978" (2014) - January 16th, 1972, Bologna (about her father, September 1970 in Urbino)
Collection: Overwritten
Keyword: Alone: forsaken
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I don't want any | |
| confidences, which goes well -- | |
| so we say goodbye. | |
| Ontboezemingen | Vertraulichkeiten |
| wil ik niet, dat lukt me, dus -- | will ich nicht, das klappt, also -- |
| nemen we afscheid. | können wir gehen. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-05
In foreign parts - Chronicles (Frida Vogels) - 2024
Autobiography "In den vreemde - Kronieken", chapter 'De horlogemaker' (The watchmaker) - Meeting a friend - January 1972, San Severo
Collection: Overwritten
Keywords: Friendship: delicate, Goodbye: discomfort
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Then I'll ask for it | |
| on the day I am the queen: | |
| my happy birthday. | |
| Dan vraag ik het wel | Ich frage es wohl |
| wanneer ik koningin ben: | wann ich die Königin bin: |
| op mijn verjaardag. | bald, am Geburtstag. |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-15
Diary 1972-1973 (Frida Vogels) - 2012
Collection: Overwritten
Keyword: Wish(es)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| We disagree, that | |
| is okay, we are happy -- | |
| to walk together. | |
| We zijn het oneens, | Wir sind anderer |
| dat geeft niet, de wandeling -- | Meinung, ist gut, das Wandern -- |
| stemt ons tevreden. | stimmt uns zufrieden. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-23
Giant trees, under which we walked (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Reusachtige bomen, waaronder wij wandelden", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part X [Father]), and in "Diary 1972-1973" (2012) - January 8th, 1972, Bologna
Collection: Overwritten
Keyword: Together: discord
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Father is gruff and | |
| absent again, he answers: | |
| Why aren't you playing? | |
| Vader is weer nors | Vater ist wieder |
| en afwezig, hij antwoordt: | mürrisch, er antwortet nur: |
| Waarom speel je niet? | Warum spielst du nicht? |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-23
Two who (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Twee die", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part X [Father]), and in "Diary 1972-1973" (2012) - January 5th, 1972, Bologna
Collection: Overwritten
Keyword: Parents: father(hood)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| We are defeated | |
| by the mist, there's no duel -- | |
| just pearls on the moss. | |
| We zijn verslagen | Wir werden besiegt |
| door de mist, geen duel, maar -- | vom Nebel, keinen Zweikampf -- |
| parels op het mos. | nur Perlen im Moos. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-22
Defeated (Frida Vogels) - 2011
Verse "Verslagen", published in "Diary 1970-1971" - December 17th, 1971, Bologna
Collection: Lookout
Keyword: Fog
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| They don't do their best, | |
| after all it's not their work -- | |
| it's only a job. | |
| Ze doen niet hun best, | Sie nehmen es leicht, |
| het is immers niet hun werk -- | es ist nicht ihre Arbeit -- |
| het is maar een baan. | es ist nur ein Job. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-22
Diary 1970-1971 (Frida Vogels) - 2011
"Dagboek 1970-1971" - December 16th, 1971, Bologna
Collection: Lookout
Keyword: Together: labour / work / office
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Married for fourteen | |
| years, we reconcile to it -- | |
| in separate beds. | |
| Veertien jaar getrouwd, | Wieder Hochzeitstag, |
| we verzoenen ons ermee -- | wir versöhnen uns damit -- |
| in onze bedden. | in unsren Betten. |
Amsterdam, 2018-01-08
Diary 1970-1971 (Frida Vogels) - 2011
"Dagboek 1970-1971" - December 10th, 1971, Bologna
Collection: Lookout
Keyword: Marriage (relationship)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Look at me closely, | |
| for you, I want to be real -- | |
| See me as I am. | |
| Kijk heel goed naar mij, | Schau mich genau an, |
| voor jou wil ik echt zijn, zie -- | für dich möchte ich echt sein -- |
| me zoals ik ben. | Sieh mich, wie ich bin. |
Amsterdam, 2018-01-07
Diary 1970-1971 (Frida Vogels) - 2011
"Dagboek 1970-1971" - December 10th, 1971, Bologna
Collection: Lookout
Keyword: Identity: being seen
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Emancipation: | |
| a fight that begins at home -- | |
| against your father. | |
| Emancipatie: | Emanzipation: |
| een gevecht dat thuis begint -- | der Kampf beginnt zu Hause -- |
| tegen je vader. | gegen den Vater. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-22
Diary 1970-1971 (Frida Vogels) - 2011
"Dagboek 1970-1971" - December 5th, 1971, Bologna
Collection: Lookout
Keyword: Equality: assert
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I do know some nice | |
| gifts for them, but otherwise -- | |
| I fall sorely short. | |
| Ja, ik weet leuke | Ich kenne nette |
| cadeaus voor hen, maar verder -- | Geschenke für sie, aber -- |
| schiet ik erg tekort. | sonst versage ich. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-22
Diary 1970-1971 (Frida Vogels) - 2011
"Dagboek 1970-1971" - December 3rd, 1971, Bologna
Collection: Lookout
Keyword: Attention: for someone
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| It doesn't mean a thing | |
| to you that we mourn you, hey -- | |
| come on, we must live. | |
| Het doet jou niets dat | Dir ist's egal, dass |
| wij om je treuren, vooruit -- | wir um dich trauern, voraus -- |
| leven moeten wij. | leben müssen wir. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-22
We'll just forget you now (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "We vergeten je nu maar", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part X [Father]), and in "Diary 1970-1971" (2011) - December 2nd, 1971, Bologna
Collection: Lookout
Keyword: Sadness: mourning
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Together with you | |
| we were welcome everywhere -- | |
| There was room for us. | |
| Met jou waren wij | Mit dir waren wir |
| altijd welkom, overal -- | immer willkommen, über- |
| was er plaats voor ons. | all war Platz für uns. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-22
You held my hand. I wasn't afraid (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Je hield me bij de hand. Ik was niet bang", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part X [Father]), and in "Diary 1970-1971" (2011) - November 30th, 1971, Bologna
Collection: Lookout
Keyword: Prestige: status
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| You were rarely home, | |
| for years before your death, we -- | |
| took care of ourselves. | |
| Jij was zelden thuis, | Du warst nie da, auch |
| al lang voor jouw dood hebben -- | vor deinem Tod haben wir -- |
| wij onszelf gered. | für uns selbst gesorgt. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-22
We've always managed to do without you (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "We konden het altijd al buiten je stellen", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part X [Father]), and in "Diary 1970-1972" (2011) - October 31st, 1971, Bologna
Collection: Lookout
Keyword: Parents: father(hood)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| The doe runs away, | |
| its pursuers approach and -- | |
| close it in, laughing. | |
| De reegeit rent weg, | Das Reh rennt davon, |
| haar achtervolgers lachen -- | seine Verfolger lachen -- |
| en sluiten haar in. | und schließen es ein. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-22
It ran (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Het rende", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part IX [Marriage]), and in "Diary 1970-1971" (2011) - October 21st, 1971, Bologna
Collection: Lookout
Keyword: Animals: deer / roe
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| It has started now, | |
| I see the first leaves falling -- | |
| branches breaking off. | |
| Het is begonnen, | Es hat begonnen, |
| de bomen verliezen blad -- | Bäume verlieren Blätter -- |
| takken breken af. | Äste brechen ab. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-21
Growing old. Forgetting too much. Under tall chestnut trees (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Oud worden. Te veel vergeten. Onder hoge kastanjes", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part IX [Marriage]), and in "Diary 1970-1971" (2011) - September 27th, 1971, Bologna
Collection: Lookout
Keyword: Autumn
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
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I wanted to forget you |
Amsterdam, 2025-12-19
Eight poems and a diary entry from June 5th, 1972, by Frida Vogels about her father (1903-1971)
September 13th, 1971 - The love that snows on him who asks for it no more
September 21st, 1971 - It's quite normal, they say, that you always visit me
January 5th, 1972 - Two who
January 16th, 1972 / February 9th, 1977 - I can remember you / You're with me again
June 5th, 1972 - You came to me from behind
July 17th, 1972 - You told me everything in a hurry
June 13th, 1973 - I have never heard a word from you
November 11th, 1974 - The shutters were thrown open, I didn't know if it would be you
Collection: Lookout
Keyword: Parents: father(hood)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| During the day I | |
| often stare at a vague place -- | |
| where you are missing. | |
| Overdag staar ik | Tagsüber starre |
| vaak naar een vage plek waar -- | ich oft auf eine Stelle -- |
| jij voorgoed ontbreekt. | an dem du mich fehlst. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-21
It's quite normal, they say, that you always visit me (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse " 't Is heel gewoon, zegt men, dat je me steeds bezoekt", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part X [Father]), and in "Diary 1970-1971" (2011) - September 21st, 1971, Bologna
Collection: Lookout
Keyword: Missing: deceased
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Having run away | |
| and been found by some strangers -- | |
| the child stops crying. | |
| Thuis weggelopen | Durchgebrannt und von |
| en door vreemden gevonden -- | Fremden gefunden worden -- |
| huilt het kind niet meer. | weint das Kind nicht mehr. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-21
A little child (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Een klein kind", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part X [Father]), and in "Diary 1970-1971" (2011) - January 9th, 1970, Bologna
Collection: Lookout
Keywords: Identity: being seen, Child: security / comfort
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| You don't answer me, | |
| my searchlight isn't that strong, but -- | |
| I keep signalling. | |
| Je antwoordt mij niet, | Du antwortest nicht, |
| mijn zoeklicht is niet zo sterk -- | mein Strahler ist schwach, aber -- |
| maar ik blijf seinen. | ich blitze dich an. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-21
For days it remains dark on the other side (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Al dagen blijft het donker aan de overkant", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part X [Father]), and in "Diary 1970-1971" (2011) - September 16th, 1971, Bologna
Collection: Lookout
Keyword: Communication (sending)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I endure the chill | |
| of the constantly missed love -- | |
| snowing upon me. | |
| Ik verdraag de kou | Ich ertrage die |
| van de gemiste liefde -- | Kälte vermisster Liebe -- |
| die maar blijft sneeuwen. | die immer noch schneit. |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-14
The love that snows on those who no longer ask for it (Frida Vogels) - 2011
Poem "De liefde die sneeuwt op wie er niet meer om vraagt" (diary 1970-1971)
Collection: Lookout
Keyword: Missing: love
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| You no longer ask | |
| for my love, it covers like -- | |
| snow who you were not. | |
| Om mijn liefde vraag | Du bittest nicht mehr |
| jij niet meer, als sneeuw bedekt -- | um meine Liebe, jetzt Schnee -- |
| ze wie jij niet was. | auf dem du nicht warst. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-21
The love that snows on him who asks for it no more (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "De liefde die sneeuwt op wie er niet meer om vraagt", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3" [part X, Father]), and in "Diary 1970-1971" (2011) - September 13ht, 1971, Bologna
Collection: Lookout
Keyword: Love: wish (lack)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I endure the chill | |
| of the constantly missed love -- | |
| snowing upon me. | |
| Ik verdraag de kou | Ich ertrage die |
| van de gemiste liefde -- | Kälte vermisster Liebe -- |
| die maar blijft sneeuwen. | die immer noch schneit. |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-14
The love that snows on him who asks for it no more (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "De liefde die sneeuwt op wie er niet meer om vraagt", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3" [part X, Father]), and in "Diary 1970-1971" (2011) - September 13ht, 1971, Bologna
Collection: Lookout
Keyword: Missing: love
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| From countless corners | |
| I receive answers: my words -- | |
| returning to me. | |
| Uit alle hoeken | Aus allen Ecken |
| krijg ik antwoord: mijn woorden -- | Antworten: meine Worte -- |
| hoor ik weer terug. | höre ich wieder. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-21
Being in a place (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Zich bevinden op een plek", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part X [Father]) - September 12th, 1971, Bologna
Collection: Lookout
Keyword: Missing: deceased
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| You:: covered with sand | |
| and a stone, the world swiftly -- | |
| swiftly rearranged. | |
| Jij: bedekt met zand, | Du: mit Sand bedeckt, |
| een steen erop, de wereld -- | ein Stein darauf, die Welt schnell -- |
| vlug, vlug herordend. | schnell neu geordnet. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-21
You walked along cheerfully, greeting (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Je liep opgewekt, groetend verder", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part X [Father]), and in "Diary 1970-1971" (2011) - September 12th, 1971, Bologna
Collection: Lookout
Keyword: Death: cemetery / funeral
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I am orphaned, dead | |
| are the two crown witnesses -- | |
| of my childhood years. | |
| Ik ben verweesd, dood | Ich bin verwaist, tot |
| zijn de twee kroongetuigen -- | sind die beiden Kronzeugen -- |
| van mijn kindertijd. | meiner Kinderzeit. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-21
Now there is no one left to testify (Frida Vogels) - 2011
Verse "Nu is er niemand meer om te getuigen", published in "Diary 1970-1971" - September 1st, 1971, Bologna
Collection: Lookout
Keyword: Identity: being seen
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| The organ! I let | |
| me go, jumping back and forth -- | |
| between the bellows. | |
| Het orgel! Ik leef | Die Orgel! Ich geh |
| me uit en spring heen en weer -- | los und springe hin und her -- |
| tussen de balgen. | zwischen den Bälgen. |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-14
Diary 1970-1971 (Frida Vogels) - 2011
"Dagboek 1970-1971" - August 1st, 1971, San Severo
Collection: Lookout
Keyword: Playing: fun
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| She lives healthily, | |
| doesn't eat beans, only tastes -- | |
| the cooking liquid. | |
| Ze leeft gezond, eet | Sie lebt gesund, isst |
| geen bonen, ze proeft alleen -- | keine Bohnen, kostet nur -- |
| maar van het kookvocht. | die Kochflüssigkeit. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-20
Diary 1970-1971 (Frida Vogels) - 2011
"Dagboek 1970-1971" - July 31st, 1971, Bologna
Collection: Lookout
Keyword: Health: lifestyle
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
|
I knighted myself |
Amsterdam, 2025-12-18
Seven poems by Frida Vogels
October 20th, 1952 - There had been heavy fighting: on the plateau
January 22nd, 1960 - I always had to leave
December 16th, 1969 - Only now, finally, am I safe
January 26th, 1970 - Not daring to set out, for fear of forgetting where one came from
July 20th, 1971 - Coming home
April 28th, 1974 - It was a mission: I had to go on alone
December 5th, 1976 - 'Here I am safe'
Collection: Lookout
Keyword: Home: displaced
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Strangers and friends don't | |
| understand me, but I will -- | |
| continue to speak. | |
| Vreemden en vrienden | Fremde und Freunde |
| begrijpen me niet, maar ik -- | verstehen mich nicht, aber -- |
| zal blijven spreken. | ich werde sprechen. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-20
Day by day (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Dag aan dag", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part XII [Evaluation]), and in "Diary 1970-1971" (2011) - July 20th, 1971, Bologna
Collection: Lookout
Keyword: Communication (incomprehension)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Partly, my new home | |
| feels familiar: the stuff and -- | |
| the expectations. | |
| Mijn nieuwe thuis voelt | Neues Zuhause, |
| deels vertrouwd: de spullen en -- | teils vertraut: die Sachen und -- |
| de verwachtingen. | die Erwartungen. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-20
Coming home (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Thuiskomen", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part IX [Marriage]) - July 20th, 1971, Bologna
Collection: Lookout
Keywords: New beginning / New start, Possessions (stuff)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I screen my day book | |
| from his anger, yet it is -- | |
| already on fire. | |
| Ik scherm mijn dagboek | Ich beschütze mein |
| af tegen zijn boosheid, maar -- | Tagebuch vor seinem Zorn -- |
| het staat al in brand. | doch es brennt bereits. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-20
Holding one's hand protectively (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "De hand beschuttend houden", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part IX [Marriage]), and in "Diary 1970-1971" (2011) - July 18th, 1971, Bologna (about a work of art by Gerda: a tower)
Collection: Lookout
Keyword: Violence: words
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Just as I approach, | |
| the bush blows off, denying -- | |
| me its protection. | |
| Bij mijn nadering | Ich nähere mich, |
| waait de braamstruik weg, ontzegt -- | der Dornbusch weht weg, entsagt -- |
| mij zijn beschutting. | mir so seinen Schutz. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-20
Here, in this thicket (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Hier, in dit kreupelbos, published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part IX [Marriage]), and in "Diary 1970-1971" (2011) - July 18th, 1971, Bologna
Collection: Lookout
Keywords: Alone: forsaken, Bible
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Taking a chance, though | |
| injured and exhausted, still -- | |
| trying to fly up. | |
| Het wagen, gewond | Es wagen, erschöpft |
| en uitgeput toch proberen -- | und schwerverletzt versuchen -- |
| omhoog te vliegen. | noch hochzufliegen. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-20
The broken wing (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "De gebroken vleugel", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part IX [Marriage]), and in "Diary 1970-1971" (2011) - July 13th, 1971, Bologna
Collection: Lookout
Keywords: Life: lust (impulse), Flying: bird, bird of prey
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| A flight of swallows | |
| shoots past screaming, the swallow -- | |
| in my hand flies up. | |
| Zwaluwen schieten | Ein Schwarm Schwalben schießt |
| schreeuwend voorbij, de zwaluw -- | schreiend vorbei, die Schwalbe -- |
| in mijn hand vliegt op. | im Fenster fliegt auf. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-20
Diary 1970-1971 (Frida Vogels) - 2011
"Dagboek 1970-1971" - July 12th, 1971, Bologna
Collection: Lookout
Keyword: Flying: swallow
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Their testimonies | |
| are not right, I read that in -- | |
| their body language. | |
| Hun verklaringen | Ihre Aussagen |
| kloppen niet, kan ik lezen -- | stimmen nicht, lese ich an -- |
| in hun lichaamstaal. | der Körpersprache. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-20
The witnesses (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "De getuigen", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3" [part X, Father]), and in "Diary 1970-1971" (2011) - July 12th, 1971, Bologna
Collection: Lookout
Keyword: Communication (body language)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| The real work scares me | |
| and my preliminaries -- | |
| lack a foundation. | |
| Het echte werk schrikt | Das echte Werk macht |
| me af en mijn voorwerk mist -- | mir Angst und mein Vorwerk fehlt -- |
| een goed fundament. | einen Unterbau. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-19
Not daring to touch any marble (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Geen marmer durven aanroeren", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part IX [Marriage]), and in "Diary 1970-1971" (2011) - July 11th, 1971, Bologna (about a work of art by Gerda: a tower)
Collection: Lookout
Keyword: Passivity: fear
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| A building doesn't have | |
| to be made of marble, bricks -- | |
| will do just as well. | |
| Een bouwwerk hoeft niet | Ein Gebäude muss |
| van marmer gemaakt te zijn -- | nicht aus Marmor gebaut sein -- |
| Bakstenen voldoen. | Backsteine reichen. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-19
Not daring to touch any marble (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Geen marmer durven aanroeren", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part IX [Marriage]), and in "Diary 1970-1971" (2011) - July 11th, 1971, Bologna (about a work of art by Gerda, a tower)
Collection: Lookout
Keyword: Prestige: conceit
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| The room is empty, | |
| and so is my mind, except -- | |
| for some disorder. | |
| De kamer is leeg, | Der Zimmer ist leer, |
| mijn gedachten zijn ook leeg -- | mein Kopf ist auch leer, bis auf -- |
| op wat rommel na. | etwas Gerümpel. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-18
I haven't thought of you for too long (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Ik heb te lang niet aan je gedacht", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part IX [Marriage]), and in "Diary 1970-1971" (2011) - July 5th, 1971, Bologna
Collection: Lookout
Keyword: Thinking (order)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| In the twilight, in | |
| armchairs, in conversation -- | |
| we recover strength. | |
| In de schemering, | In der Dämmerung, |
| in leunstoelen, in gesprek -- | im Gespräch, gewinnen wir -- |
| herwinnen we kracht. | wieder an Stärke. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-18
We talked to each other (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Wij spraken met elkaar", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part IX [Marriage]), and in "Diary 1970-1971" (2011) - June 13th, 1971, Bologna
Collection: Lookout
Keyword: Communication (conversation)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| We're still in our place, | |
| comfortably talking and -- | |
| tasting our failure. | |
| We zitten er nog | Wir unterhalten |
| en praten wat na, proeven -- | uns, genießen gemeinsam -- |
| onze mislukking. | unser Versagen. |
Amsterdam, 2017-06-13
We talked to each other (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Wij spraken met elkaar", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3" [part IX, Marriage], and in "Diary 1970-1971" (2011) - June 13th, 1971, Bologna
Conversation with friends, in Amsterdam
Collection: Lookout
Keyword: Life: course (overview)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| In this house of ours | |
| we suffer hunger and cold! | |
| Smash it to pieces! | |
| In dit huis van ons | In unserem Haus |
| lijden we honger en kou! | hungern und frieren wir! Soll -- |
| Sla het kort en klein! | ich es zerstören? |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-18
Now just take the risk (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Het nu maar wagen", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part IX [Marriage]), and in "Diary 1970-1971" (2011) - June 6th, 1971, Bologna
Collection: Lookout
Keyword: Home: displaced
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Quarrels with father | |
| are rotten: they're not allowed -- | |
| to have a bad end. | |
| Ruzies met vader | Streite mit Vater |
| vind ik rot: ze mogen niet -- | nerven mich: sie dürfen nicht -- |
| verkeerd aflopen. | verkehrt ablaufen. |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-13
Diary 1970-1971 (Frida Vogels) - 2011
"Dagboek 1970-1971" - April 21st, 1971, Amsterdam
Collection: Lookout
Keyword: Parents: father(hood)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| On the window-sill, | |
| the frozen snow shrinks away -- | |
| from the wooden frame. | |
| Op de vensterbank | Auf dem Fensterbrett |
| krimpt de bevroren sneeuw weg -- | schrumpft der gefrorene Schnee -- |
| van het kozijn af. | vom Rahmen zurück. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-18
Over forty now (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Over de veertig nu al", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part IX [Marriage]), and in "Diary 1970-1971" (2011) - January 7th, 1971, San Severo
Collection: Lookout
Keyword: Snow
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I have a cold, and | |
| I enjoy the drowsiness -- | |
| It gives me shelter. | |
| Ik ben verkouden | Ich bin erkältet |
| en vind de sufheid heerlijk -- | und liebe die Dösigkeit -- |
| om in te schuilen. | die mir Schutz bietet. |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-13
Diary 1970-1971 (Frida Vogels) - 2011
"Dagboek 1970-1971" - January 2nd, 1971, San Severo
Collection: Lookout
Keyword: Disease (suffer)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I'm closest to you, | |
| so it's my duty to be -- | |
| the one who saves you. | |
| Ik sta het dichtste | Ich bin am nächsten, |
| bij jou, dus het is mijn plicht -- | deshalb ist es meine Pflicht -- |
| om jou te redden. | dein Retter zu sein. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-18
Who walked in front of me suddenly found himself on thin ice (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Wie voor me liep, stond plotseling op dun ijs", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part IX [Marriage]), and in "Diary 1970-1971" (2011) - November 7th, 1970, Bologna
Collection: Lookout
Keywords: Marriage (relationship), Action (duty)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Not happy with you, | |
| and not unhappy either: | |
| I simply need you. | |
| Niet gelukkig zijn | Weder glücklich sein |
| met jou, noch ongelukkig: | mit dir, noch unglücklich: ich -- |
| ik heb je nodig. | brauche dich einfach. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-18
Diary 1970-1971 (Frida Vogels) - 2011
"Dagboek 1970-1971" - October 18th, 1970, Bologna
Collection: Lookout
Keywords: Marriage (relationship), Happiness (vague, volatile)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| This is what we want: | |
| to come home, be welcomed, and -- | |
| open ourselves up. | |
| Zo willen we het: | So wollen wir es: |
| thuis komen, welkom zijn, en -- | nach Hause kommen, erwünscht -- |
| onszelf bloot geven. | sein und uns öffnen. |
Amsterdam, 2018-01-03
Diary 1970-1971 (Frida Vogels) - 2011
"Dagboek 1970-1971" - October 7th, 1970, Bologna
Collection: Lookout
Keyword: Love: intimacy (close relationship)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I'm riding along | |
| the sea, swallowing large chunks -- | |
| chunks of bread and sea. | |
| Rijdend langs de zee | Entlang der Küste |
| slik ik grote brokken in -- | verschlucke ich Brot und Meer -- |
| brokken brood en zee. | iSehr große Stücke. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-17
Diary 1970-1971 (Frida Vogels) - 2011
"Dagboek 1970-1971" - September 5th, 1970, Bologna (about Chieuti on the northern border of Apulia [Puglia])
Collection: Lookout
Keyword: Sea
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I do love the sea, | |
| but I never go there, not -- | |
| to all those bodies. | |
| Ik houd van de zee, | Ich liebe das Meer, |
| maar ga er niet heen, niet naar -- | gehe aber nicht dorthin -- |
| al die lichamen. | nicht zu den Körpern. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-17
Diary 1970-1971 (Frida Vogels) - 2011
"Dagboek 1970-1971" - September 5th, 1970, Bologna (about Chieuti on the northern border of Apulia [Puglia])
Collection: Lookout
Keyword: Sea
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| There, mountains floating | |
| violet on olive-green, | |
| in the sky blue sea. | |
| De bergen drijven | Die Berge schwimmen |
| paarsig op olijvengroen, | violett auf Olivgrün, |
| in de blauwe zee. | im hellblauen Meer. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-17
Diary 1970-1971 (Frida Vogels) - 2011
"Dagboek 1970-1971" - September 5th, 1970, Bologna (the Gargano forms the peninsula in the north of Apulia [Puglia])
Collection: Lookout
Keywords: Sea, Nature: landscape
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| The long train journey: | |
| the landscape. It glides by and -- | |
| I memorise it. | |
| De lange treinreis: | Die lange Zugfahrt: |
| het landschap. Het glijdt voorbij -- | die Landschaft. Es zieht vorbei -- |
| Ik prent het me in. | Ich merke es mir. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-17
Diary 1970-1971 (Frida Vogels) - 2011
"Dagboek 1970-1971" - September 5th, 1970, Bologna
Collection: Lookout
Keyword: Nature: landscape
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I pat the mare on | |
| the neck, her foal trots along -- | |
| with us, playfully. | |
| Ik klop de merrie | Ich tätschele der |
| op haar hals, haar veulen draaft -- | Stute den Hals, ihr Fohlen -- |
| losjes met ons mee. | trabt neben uns her. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-17
A moment on horseback (Frida Vogels) - 2011
Verse "Een ogenblik te paard", published in "Diary 1970-1971" - August 17th, 1970, San Severo (about Pieve di Tremosine)
Collection: Lookout
Keyword: Animals: horse / pony
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| My ambitions force | |
| materials together -- | |
| into a grand work. | |
| Mijn plannen dwingen | Die Pläne zwingen |
| materialen samen -- | Baustoffe zusammen, zu -- |
| tot een groots bouwwerk. | einem großen Werk. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-17
He who, from unruly materials (Frida Vogels) - 2011
Verse "Wie, uit weerbarstige materialen", published in "Diary 1970-1971" - August 11th, 1970, Pieve di Tremosine
Collection: Lookout
Keywords: Creativity, Ambition
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Sitting in the square, | |
| I read her letter and see -- | |
| the sun breaking through. | |
| Ik zit op het plein | Auf dem Platz lese |
| haar brief te lezen en zie -- | ich den Brief und sehe, wie -- |
| de zon doorbreken. | die Sonne durchbricht. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-17
Diary 1970-1971 (Frida Vogels) - 2011
"Dagboek 1970-1971" - August 11th, 1970, Pieve di Tremosine
Collection: Lookout
Keyword: Feelings (undergo)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| He is a greedy | |
| cheat, but he can't count and gives -- | |
| back too much money. | |
| Hij is inhalig, | Er ist gierig, kann |
| maar kan niet tellen en geeft -- | aber nicht rechnen und gibt -- |
| te veel geld terug. | zu viel Geld zurück. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-16
Diary 1970-1971 (Frida Vogels) - 2011
"Dagboek 1970-1971" - August 10th, 1970, Pieve di Tremosine
Collection: Lookout
Keyword: Greed
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| It is raining large | |
| loose drops and the lightning paints -- | |
| the mountains purple. | |
| Het regent grote | Es regnet große, |
| losse druppels, de bliksem -- | lose Tropfen, der Blitz färbt -- |
| kleurt de bergen paars. | die Berge lila. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-16
Diary 1970-1971 (Frida Vogels) - 2011
"Dagboek 1970-1971" - August 9th, 1970, Pieve di Tremosine
Collection: Lookout
Keywords: Rain / Hail, Nature: landscape
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| The lightning bolts blind | |
| me, I try to look very -- | |
| quickly and sharply. | |
| De bliksemschichten | Die Blitze blenden |
| verblinden me, ik probeer -- | mich, ich versuche, schnell und -- |
| heel snel te kijken. | scharf hinzusehen. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-16
Diary 1970-1971 (Frida Vogels) - 2011
"Dagboek 1970-1971" - August 9th, 1970, Pieve di Tremosine
Collection: Lookout
Keyword: Perception: impression
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| The pilgrims offer | |
| their ancient sacred stories -- | |
| on the ancient stone. | |
| Pelgrims offeren | Die Pilger opfern |
| hun heilige verhalen -- | die heiligen Geschichten -- |
| op de oude steen. | auf dem alten Stein. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-16
On the dead rock (Frida Vogels) - 2011
Verse "Slechts één toegang", published in "Diary 1970-1971" - July 22nd, 1970, Bologna
Collection: Lookout
Keyword: Religion: ritual
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Two silent stars, thrown | |
| far apart, are shining peace- | |
| fully side by side. | |
| Twee stille sterren, | Weit auseinander |
| uiteengeslingerd, stralen -- | leuchten zwei Sterne friedlich -- |
| vredig naast elkaar. | nebeneinander. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-16
How two stars speed apart (Frida Vogels) - 2011
Verse "Hoe twee sterren uit elkaar spoeden", published in "Diary 1970-1971" - July 10th, 1970, Bologna
Collection: Lookout
Keyword: Marriage (relationship)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Finally the gate, | |
| the weakest point, collapses -- | |
| all red with bloodshed. | |
| Tenslotte bezwijkt | Schließlich stürzt das Tor, |
| de poort, het zwakke punt, rood -- | die Schwachstelle, ein, vom Blut- |
| van bloedvergieten. | vergießen ganz rot. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-16
Only one entrance (Frida Vogels) - 2011
Verse "Slechts één toegang", published in "Diary 1970-1971" - July 8th, 1970, Bologna
Collection: Lookout
Keyword: War: death / victims
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| To the bald plateau | |
| you lead a train of pack-mules: | |
| you're going to build. | |
| Naar de kale top | Du führst einen Zug |
| leid jij een stoet pakezels: | von Packeseln zum Gipfel: |
| je hebt bouwplannen. | du hast Baupläne. |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-12
On the barren plateau (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Op de kale hoogvlakte", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3" [part IX, Marriage], and in "Diary 1970-1971" (2011) - July 2nd, 1970, Bologna
Collection: Lookout
Keyword: Future: direction
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| When I touched your arm | |
| at the lookout, you stood up -- | |
| immediately. | |
| Op het uitzichtpunt | Auf dem Aussichtspunkt |
| raak ik even jouw arm aan -- | berühre ich deinen Arm -- |
| Meteen sta je op. | Du stehst sofort auf. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-15
You were sitting next to me. I held my hands (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Je zat naast me. Ik hield mijn handen", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part IX [Marriage]), and in "Diary 1970-1971" (2011) - June 30th, 1970, Bologna
Collection: Lookout
Keyword: Love: inability
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Is my love right if | |
| it always makes me take sides -- | |
| with you, against me? | |
| Klopt mijn liefde wel, | Ist es Liebe, die |
| die me partij doet kiezen -- | mich Partei ergreifen lässt -- |
| voor jou, tegen mij? | für dich, gegen mich? |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-03
In foreign parts - Chronicles (Frida Vogels) - 2024
Autobiography "In den vreemde - Kronieken", chapter 'Brief aan Ennio' (Letter to Ennio) - June 17th, 1970, Urbino
Collection: Lookout
Keyword: Balance (keep)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Our bodies seal it: | |
| to each other, we still have -- | |
| remained strangers. | |
| Onze lichamen | Unsere Körper |
| bezegelen het: we zijn -- | besiegeln: immer noch sind -- |
| vreemden voor elkaar. | wir einander fremd. |
Amsterdam, 2018-01-03
Diary 1970-1971 (Frida Vogels) - 2011
"Dagboek 1970-1971" - May 16th, 1970, Urbino [and "Diary 1977-1978" (2014) - May 29th, 1977, Bologna]
Collection: Lookout
Keywords: Body: and mind, Love: inability
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| My hands are spread out | |
| on the table, waiting there -- | |
| for something to do. | |
| Mijn handen wachten | Schau, meine Hände |
| gespreid op tafel op iets -- | auf dem Tisch warten darauf -- |
| om uit te voeren. | etwas zu schaffen. |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-12
Hands (Frida Vogels) - 2011
Verse "Handen", published in "Diary 1970-1971" - May 8th, 1970, Bologna
Collection: Lookout
Keyword: Waiting (longing)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| His caress gently | |
| lays me in a mellow bowl -- | |
| of purring pleasure. | |
| Zijn strelen legt me | Sein Streicheln legt mich |
| zachtjes in een warme kom -- | in eine warme Schüssel -- |
| van spinnend genot. | lustvollen Schnurrens. |
Amsterdam, 2018-01-03
Diary 1970-1971 (Frida Vogels) - 2011
"Dagboek 1970-1971" - May 7th, 1970, Bologna ('faire minette')
Collection: Lookout
Keyword: Love: intimacy (physical)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| You hear a soft cry: | |
| a sleeping little girl. Pick -- | |
| her up and rock her. | |
| Je hoort zacht huilen: | Ein leiser Schrei: ein |
| een slapend meisje. Pak het. | schlafendes Mädchen. Nimm sie. |
| Sus haar en wieg haar. | Beruhige sie. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-15
A little sound (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Een klein geluidje", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part IX [Marriage]), and in "Diary 1970-1971" (2011) - May 7th, 1970, Bologna
Collection: Lookout
Keyword: Care: brotherly love
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| About your problems | |
| you only talk with a friend -- | |
| who does not take sides. | |
| Over problemen | Probleme bespricht |
| praat je alleen met een vriend -- | man mit Freunden, die keine -- |
| die geen partij kiest. | Partei ergreifen. |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-12
Diary 1970-1971 (Frida Vogels) - 2011
"Dagboek 1970-1971" - May 2nd, 1970, Bologna
Collection: Lookout
Keyword: Friendship: conversations
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Mutual recharge: | |
| being social. Or alone, | |
| recharging yourself. | |
| Elkaar opladen: | Energieaustausch: |
| sociaal leven. Of alleen -- | Sozial sein. Oder allein, |
| jezelf opladen. | sich selbst aufladen. |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-12
Diary 1970-1971 (Frida Vogels) - 2011
"Dagboek 1970-1971" - April 28th, 1970, Bologna
Collection: Lookout
Keyword: Together: interaction
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Happily married: | |
| our desires are hiding -- | |
| for being taboo. | |
| Gelukkig getrouwd: | Glückliche Ehe: |
| onze verlangens schuilen -- | Verlangen verbergen sich -- |
| want ze zijn taboe. | weil sie Tabu sind. |
Amsterdam, 2018-01-07
Diary 1970-1971 (Frida Vogels) - 2011
"Dagboek 1970-1971" - April 23rd, 1970, Bologna
Collection: Lookout
Keywords: Marriage (relationship), Taboo
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I too must move on | |
| and follow someone, or else -- | |
| set out on my own. | |
| Ook ik moet verder, | Auch ich muss weiter, |
| iemand volgen, of anders -- | jemandem folgen, oder -- |
| mijn eigen weg gaan. | meinen Weg gehen. |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-12
Diary 1970-1971 (Frida Vogels) - 2011
"Dagboek 1970-1971" - April 23rd, 1970, Bologna
Collection: Lookout
Keywords: Life: course (on the way), Choice
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| After making love | |
| I am just floating about -- | |
| like a withered leaf. | |
| Na de seks drijf ik | Nach dem Sex schwimme |
| een tijdje zomaar wat rond -- | ich eine Weile herum -- |
| als een verdord blad. | wie ein dürres Blatt. |
Amsterdam, 2018-01-08
Diary 1970-1971 (Frida Vogels) - 2011
"Dagboek 1970-1971" - April 16th, 1970, Bologna
Collection: Lookout
Keyword: Love: intimacy (physical)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Emerging in the | |
| sun, choosing a round leaf and -- | |
| then sit down and croak. | |
| Opduiken in zon | Auftauchen in die |
| en stilte, op een rond blad -- | Sonne, auf einem Seeblatt -- |
| gaan zitten kwaken. | sitzen und quaken. |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-12
Again and again (Frida Vogels) - 2011
Verse "Telkens even", published in "Diary 1970-1971" - April 16th, 1970, Bologna
Collection: Lookout
Keywords: Harmony: relaxation, Animals: frog / toad
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I hold back, I'm not | |
| strong enough yet and I know -- | |
| I'm getting weaker. | |
| Ik wacht af, ik ben | Ich warte ab, bin |
| nog niet sterk genoeg en weet -- | noch nicht stark genug und weiß -- |
| dat ik zwakker word. | ich werde schwächer. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-15
Waiting. Preparing (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Wachten. Zich voorbereiden", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part IX [Marriage]), and in "Diary 1970-1971" (2011) - April 1st, 1970, Bologna
Collection: Lookout
Keyword: Caution
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
|
They throw stones, wave |
Amsterdam, 2025-12-21
Five poems by Frida Vogels
November 13th, 1959 - Like a reindeer jumping over the fence
November 30th, 1960 / September 10th, 1964 - The injured animal
August 5th, 1969 - Poor animal
March 8th, 1970 - An animal that, again and again
October 21st, 1971 - It ran
Collection: Lookout
Keywords: Home: displaced, Animals: deer / roe
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I run away, though | |
| I know I can't escape, but -- | |
| still I don't give up. | |
| Ik vlucht weg, wetend | Ich weiß wohl, dass ich |
| dat ik niet kan ontkomen -- | nicht entkommen kann, aber -- |
| maar ik geef niet op. | ich gebe nicht auf. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-15
An animal that, again and again (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Een dier dat telkens weer", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part IX [Marriage]), and in "Diary 1970-1971" (2011) - March 8th, 1970, Bologna
Collection: Lookout
Keyword: Safety: flight
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I'm afraid to show | |
| myself, just for a moment -- | |
| I pull up a slip. | |
| Ik ben bang me bloot | Ich habe Angst, mich |
| te geven, heel even maar -- | zu zeigen, ziehe nur kurz -- |
| trek ik een slip op. | einen Zipfel hoch. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-15
Expose oneself (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Zich blootgeven", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part IX [Marriage]), and in "Diary 1970-1971" (2011) - February 13th, 1970, Bologna
Collection: Lookout
Keyword: Contact: reserve
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I am guarding our | |
| garden, it's overgrown, but -- | |
| it is still our turf. | |
| Ik bewaak onze | Ich bewache den |
| tuin, hij is verwilderd, maar -- | Garten, er ist verwildert -- |
| ons eigen terrein. | aber mein Terrain. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-15
One's own territory (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Het eigen terrein", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part IX [Marriage], and in "Diary 1970-1971" (2011) - February 4th, 1970, Bologna
Collection: Lookout
Keywords: Nature: garden, park, Possessions (stuff)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Often we don't know | |
| how to talk to each other -- | |
| so we just gossip. | |
| We weten niet hoe | Wir können nicht mit- |
| met elkaar te praten, dus -- | einander reden, also -- |
| roddelen we maar. | tratschen wir einfach. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-15
In the solitude with themselves (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "In de eenzaamheid met zichzelf", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part IX [Marriage], and in "Diary 1970-1971" (2011) - February 3rd, 1970, Bologna
Collection: Lookout
Keyword: Communication (conversation)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| After sex worms and | |
| snakes upon me, inside me -- | |
| Some are poisonous. | |
| Na de seks wormen | Nach dem Sex Würmer |
| en slangen op en in mij -- | und Schlangen auf und in mir -- |
| Sommige giftig. | Einige giftig. |
Amsterdam, 2018-01-07
Diary 1970-1971 (Frida Vogels) - 2011
"Dagboek 1970-1971", February 2nd, 1970 in Bologna
Collection: Lookout
Keywords: Body: touch(ed), Animals: snake
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| You can't understand | |
| them, but you follow them and -- | |
| hope they will help you. | |
| Je verstaat hen niet, | Du verstehst sie nicht, |
| maar je volgt hen toch, hopend -- | folgst ihnen aber trotzdem -- |
| dat ze je helpen. | und hoffst auf Hilfe. |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-11
Going out into the streets (Frida Vogels) - 2011
Verse "De straat op gaan", published in "Diary 1970-1971" - January 28th, 1970, Bologna
Collection: Lookout
Keyword: Hope (confidence)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I'm afraid of the | |
| future, afraid that I will -- | |
| forget my past there. | |
| Bang voor de toekomst, | Angst vor der Zukunft, |
| bang dat ik mijn verleden -- | Angst, meine Vergangenheit -- |
| daar zal vergeten. | dort zu vergessen. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-14
Not daring to set out, for fear of forgetting where one came from (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Niet op weg durven gaan, uit angst waar men vandaan kwam te vergeten", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part IX [Marriage]), and in "Diary 1970-1971" (2011) - January 26th, 1970, Bologna
Collection: Lookout
Keyword: Future: unknown
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I keep trying path | |
| after path to get away -- | |
| Back to the living. | |
| Ik blijf proberen | Ich bemühe mich, |
| om weg te komen, terug -- | hier rauszukommen, zurück -- |
| naar de levenden. | zu den Lebenden. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-14
Having tried all paths a thousand times (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Alle paden al duizendmaal beproefd hebben", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part IX [Marriage], and in "Diary 1970-1971" (2011) - January 25th, 1970, Bologna
Collection: Lookout
Keyword: Life: lust (take pains)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
|
From the high parapet |
Amsterdam, 2025-12-22
Four poems by Frida Vogels
December 22nd, 1959 - The besieged city no one can approach
January 23rd, 1970 - Still standing in the breach, while behind you
April 1st, 1970 - Waiting. Preparing
July 8th, 1970 - Only one entrance
Collection: Lookout
Keyword: Combat readiness
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I still stand firm, while | |
| the enemy in the streets -- | |
| is jigging about. | |
| Ik sta nog steeds pal, | Ich halte noch durch, |
| terwijl de vijand dronken -- | während der Feind betrunken -- |
| door de straten host. | durch die Straßen tanzt. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-14
Still standing in the breach, while behind you (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Nog op de bres staan, terwijl achter je", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part IX [Marriage], and in "Diary 1970-1971" - January 23rd, 1970, Bologna
Collection: Lookout
Keyword: Combat readiness
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I'm longing for home, | |
| somewhere, I keep drawing it -- | |
| Simply, like a child. | |
| Ik verlang naar huis, | Ich sehne mich nach |
| ergens, ik teken het steeds -- | Zuhause und zeichne es -- |
| Simpel, als een kind. | Einfach, wie ein Kind. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-14
The displaced (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "De ontheemden", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part IX [Marriage], and in "Diary 1970-1971" - January 21st, 1970, Bologna
Collection: Lookout
Keywords: Desire (wish-dream), Home: displaced
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| They don't look back, them | |
| awaits over the mountain -- | |
| a different life. | |
| Ze kijken niet om, | Sie blicken nach vorn, |
| verwachten over de berg -- | erwarten über den Berg -- |
| een ander leven. | ein neues Leben. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-14
While construction is taking place in the river valley (Frida Vogels) - 2011
Verse "Terwijl men in het rivierdal bouwt", published in "Diary 1970-1971" - January 16th, 1970, Bologna
Collection: Lookout
Keyword: Future: direction
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| It can't be other- | |
| wise, we do want each other -- | |
| despite the bad times. | |
| Het kan niet anders, | Es muss ja so sein, |
| wij willen elkaar, ondanks -- | wir wollen einander, trotz -- |
| de slechte dagen. | der schlechten Zeiten. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-14
When one (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Wanneer men", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3" [part IX, Marriage], and in "Diary 1970-1971" (2011) - January 15th, 1970, Bologna
Collection: Lookout
Keyword: Marriage (relationship)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Quick, our house is still | |
| standing. But for how long, are -- | |
| the walls crumbling yet? | |
| Ons huis staat er nog. | Unser Haus steht noch. |
| Maar voor hoe lang, brokkelen -- | Wie lange noch, zerbröckeln -- |
| de muren al af? | die Mauern nicht schon? |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-14
I am still expected (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Nog word ik verwacht", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part IX [Marriage], and in "Diary 1970-1971" (2011) - January 13th, 1970, Bologna
Collection: Lookout
Keyword: Decay
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I remember it | |
| well, I could already write -- | |
| My name. Mama's name. | |
| Ik zie me daar nog | Ich erinnere |
| zitten, ik kon al schrijven -- | mich, ich konnte schon schreiben -- |
| Mijn naam. Mama's naam. | Unsere Namen. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-14
I wrote (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Ik schreef", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part V [Mother], and in "Diary 1970-1971" (2011) - January 9th, 1970, Bologna
Collection: Lookout
Keyword: Memory: of one's life
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I express what I | |
| feel at the world news: Listen! | |
| They are just like us! | |
| Ik uit wat ik voel | Ich sage, was ich |
| bij het wereldnieuws: Luister! | über die Welt fühle: Hört! |
| Zij zijn net als wij! | Sie da sind wie wir! |
Amsterdam, 2017-08-10
The hard core - 1, and Diary 1968-1969 (Frida Vogels) - 1992
Autobiographical account "De harde kern" - 1 (1992), and "Dagboek 1968-1969" (2010) - December 25th, 1969, Bologna
Collection: Between us
Keyword: Humanity
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| In my luxury, | |
| I feel guilty, and feel fear -- | |
| of those who are robbed. | |
| Levend in weelde | Lebend im Luxus, |
| me schuldig voelen, en bang -- | fühle ich Schuld, und auch Angst -- |
| voor de beroofden. | vor den Beraubten. |
Amsterdam, 2017-08-10
The hard core - 1, and Diary 1968-1969 (Frida Vogels) - 1992
Autobiographical account "De harde kern" - 1 (1992), and "Dagboek 1968-1969" (2010) - December 25th, 1969, Bologna
Collection: Between us
Keyword: Luxury
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| On the sidelines in | |
| this country unknown to me -- | |
| I can safely watch. | |
| Langs de kant kan ik | Auf der Seite kann |
| in dit onbekende land -- | ich im unbekannten Land -- |
| veilig toekijken. | sicher zusehen. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-13
Only now, finally, am I safe (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Eerst nu, eindelijk, veilig", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part IX [Marriage]), and in "Diary 1968-1969" (2010) - December 16th, 1969, Bologna
Collection: Between us
Keywords: Freedom: tolerance, Home: displaced
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Many people scorn | |
| it, the elixir of life -- | |
| It's a bitter herb. | |
| Velen versmaden | Viele verschmähen |
| het, het levenselixer -- | es, das Lebenselixier -- |
| het bittere kruid. | ein bitteres Kraut. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-13
Not the germinating seed (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Niet het kiemende zaad", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part VIII [Authorship]), and in "Diary 1968-1969" (2010) - November 17th, 1969, Bologna
Collection: Between us
Keyword: Life: balance
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Like a monk, I write | |
| all day long, without stopping -- | |
| Lamplight and silence. | |
| Zoals een monnik | Wie ein Mönch schreibe |
| schrijf ik hele dagen voort -- | ich ganze Tage weiter -- |
| Lamplicht en stilte. | Lampenlicht, Stille. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-13
No work (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Geen werk", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part VIII [Authorship], and in "Diary 1968-1969" (2010) - October 25th, 1969, Bologna
Collections: Between us, Whirligig Scribbler
Keyword: Writing: seclusion
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| We are not children | |
| anymore, we know how, we -- | |
| make love like adults. | |
| We zijn geen kind meer, | Wir sind doch keine |
| we weten hoe, we vrijen -- | Kinder mehr, wir lieben uns -- |
| als volwassenen. | wie Erwachsene. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-13
Diary 1968-1969 (Frida Vogels) - 2010
"Dagboek 1968-1969" - October 24th, 1969, Bologna
Collection: Between us
Keyword: Teenager (growing up)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Be rid of it for | |
| good, letting it collapse with -- | |
| the last of your strength. | |
| Er voorgoed vanaf | Es endgültig los- |
| zijn, het met je laatste kracht -- | werden, es mit letzter Kraft -- |
| laten instorten. | zum Einsturz bringen. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-13
When one does not have the strength (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Wanneer men de kracht niet heeft", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part IX [Marriage]), and in "Diary 1968-1969" (2010) - October 13th, 1969, Bologna
Collection: Between us
Keywords: Frustration, Bible
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| My aim is too high, | |
| they point at me, discussing -- | |
| whether I will fall. | |
| Mijn doel ligt te hoog, | Mein Ziel steckt zu hoch, |
| men wijst naar mij en bespreekt -- | man zeigt auf mich, fragt sich, ob -- |
| of ik zal vallen. | ich fallen werde. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-13
You climb up at the risk of your life (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Je klimt met levensgevaar omhoog", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part IV [Frida]), and in "Diary 1968-1969" (2010) - October 2nd, 1969, Bologna
Collection: Between us
Keyword: Ambition
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| People just stammer, | |
| in harpsichord music and -- | |
| from the distant moon. | |
| Mensen stamelen, | Die Menschen stammeln, |
| in klavecimbelmuziek -- | in der Cembalomusik -- |
| en vanaf de maan. | und vom fernen Mond. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-13
The grotesque, moving, of people speaking (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Het groteske, ontroerende, van tot elkaar sprekende", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part IX [Marriage]), and in "Diary 1968-1969" (2010) - September 12th, 1969, Bologna (Apollo 11 landed on the moon on July 21th, 1969)
Collection: Between us
Keyword: Communication (sending)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Look, there the grass is | |
| torn open over the paws -- | |
| of this year's young moles. | |
| Kijk, het grasveld scheurt | Seht her, da reißt das |
| open boven de poten -- | Gras auf, über den Pfoten -- |
| van jonge mollen. | junger Maulwürfe. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-13
Here, you say, by the window (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Hier, zeg je, voor het venster", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part IX [Marriage]), and in "Diary 1968-1969" (2010) - August 30th, 1969, Bologna
Collection: Between us
Keyword: Animals: mole
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| The animals leave | |
| me alone, they don't even -- | |
| come to sniffle me. | |
| De dieren laten | Die Tiere lassen |
| mij met rust, komen niet eens -- | mich in Ruhe, sie schnüffeln -- |
| me besnuffelen. | nicht einmal an mir. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-12
Poor animal (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Arm dier", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part IX [Marriage]), and in "Diary 1968-1969" (2010) - August 5th, 1969, San Severo
Collection: Between us
Keyword: Alone: forsaken
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
|
Our house still stands |
Amsterdam, 2025-12-17
Five poems by Frida Vogels, her letter of May 1970 to her husband, and diary fragments from November 27th, 1968 and February 3rd, 1969
August 27th, 1967 - Stones fall between them
January 23rd, 1969 - We looked at each other
July 13th, 1969 - Asking for accommodation
July 26th, 1969 - Going home
January 13th, 1970 - I am still expected
Collection: Between us
Keyword: Marriage (relationship)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| On this threshold, now | |
| subsided, he stood waiting -- | |
| for me, but in vain. | |
| Op deze drempel, | Auf dieser Schwelle |
| nu verzakt, stond hij vergeefs -- | hat er auf mich gewartet -- |
| op mij te wachten. | Leider vergeblich. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-12
Going home (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Naar huis gaan", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part IX [Marriage]) and in "Diary 1968-1969" (2010) - July 26th, 1969, Bologna
Collection: Between us
Keyword: Alone: forsaken
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Mutual duties, | |
| one must fulfil solemnly -- | |
| Like a queen and king. | |
| Gezamenlijke | Die gemeinsamen |
| plichten vervul je plechtig -- | Pflichten erfüllt man würdig -- |
| Als een koningspaar. | Wie ein Königspaar. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-12
The ceremony (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Het ceremonieel", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part IX [Marriage]), and in "Diary 1968-1969" (2010) - July 22th, 1969, Bologna
Collection: Between us
Keyword: Love: relationship (choice)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| The whole world watches | |
| mankind landing on the moon. | |
| Beeps and blurry shots. | |
| Heel de wereld kijkt: | Die Welt schaut zu: die |
| de mensheid landt op de maan. | Menschheit landet auf dem Mond. |
| Piepjes en vlekken. | Piepe und Flecken. |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-08
Diary 1968-1969 (Frida Vogels) - 2010
"Dagboek 1968-1969" - July 21st, 1969, Bologna
Collection: Between us
Keywords: Journey: explore, Moon
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Can I please stay here? | |
| Come in! There's your bed, your chair -- | |
| there are your slippers. | |
| Mag ik blijven? Kom! | Darf ich bleiben? Komm! |
| Kijk, hier zijn jouw bed, jouw stoel -- | Schau, hier sind dein Bett, dein Stuhl -- |
| en jouw pantoffels. | deine Pantoffeln. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-12
Asking for accommodation (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Om onderkomen vragen", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part IX [Marriage]), and in "Diary 1968-1969" (2010) - July 13th, 1969, Bologna
Collection: Between us
Keyword: Home: security / comfort
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| There are things I tell, | |
| and things I don't tell, and that's -- | |
| driving me crazy. | |
| Naast wat ik vertel | Ich erzähle und |
| is er wat ik jou verzwijg -- | ich verschweige Dinge, und -- |
| en dat maakt me gek. | das macht mich verrückt. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-12
Diary 1968-1969 (Frida Vogels) - 2010
"Dagboek 1968-1969" - July 12th, 1969, Bologna
Collection: Between us
Keyword: Love: communication
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| The older you get, | |
| the less time there will be left -- | |
| to repeat yourself. | |
| Hoe ouder je wordt, | Ich werde älter, |
| hoe minder tijd je nog hebt -- | habe weniger Zeit für -- |
| voor herhalingen. | Wiederholungen. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-12
Growing older (Frida Vogels) - 2010
Verse "Ouder worden", published in "Diary 1968-1969" - July 7th, 1969, Bologna
Collection: Between us
Keyword: Life: course (end)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| He holds on to his | |
| faith that he can set me free -- | |
| with Kamasutra. | |
| Hij wil geloven | Er will dran glauben, |
| dat het kan, mij vrij maken -- | dass er mich befreien kann -- |
| met Kamasutra. | mit Kamasutra. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-12
Diary 1968-1969 (Frida Vogels) - 2010
"Dagboek 1968-1969" - January 27th, 1969, Bologna
Collection: Between us
Keyword: Manly (dominance)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| In embrace we still | |
| are alone, only lonely -- | |
| I can be with him. | |
| Omhelzend zijn we | Wir umarmen uns |
| toch alleen, alleen eenzaam -- | und sind allein, nur einsam -- |
| kan ik bij hem zijn. | kann ich bei ihm sein. |
Amsterdam, 2018-01-08
Diary 1968-1969 (Frida Vogels) - 2010
"Dagboek 1968-1969" - June 26th, 1969, Bologna
Collection: Between us
Keyword: Love: intimacy (physical)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| My expectations | |
| have changed in the meantime, they -- | |
| are much less naive. | |
| Ik heb andere | Seitdem habe ich |
| verwachtingen gekregen -- | andere Erwartungen -- |
| Niet meer zo naïef. | Weniger naiv. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-11
Diary 1968-1969 (Frida Vogels) - 2010
"Dagboek 1968-1969" - January 24th, 1969, Bologna
Collection: Between us
Keyword: Expectation
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I lost the fight, now | |
| I must move on, it turned out -- | |
| not to be the end. | |
| Ik heb het gevecht | Den Kampf verloren |
| verloren en moet verder -- | Jetzt muss ich weiter, es war -- |
| Het was geen einde. | noch nicht das Ende. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-11
A defeat is not what was expected (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Een nederlaag is niet wat men verwachtte", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part IV [Frida] - April 1st, 1969, Bologna
Collection: Between us
Keyword: Life: effort, burden
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Slowly the snail crawls | |
| out of its broken shell, and -- | |
| extends its feelers. | |
| Langzaam kruipt de slak | Die Schnecke kriecht aus |
| uit zijn kapotte huis, stulpt -- | ihrem zerbrochenen Haus -- |
| zijn voelhorens uit. | streckt die Fühler aus. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-11
A snail (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Een slak", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part IX [Marriage]), and in "Diary 1968-1969" (2010) - March 4th, 1969, Bologna
Collection: Between us
Keywords: Animals: snail, Marriage (relationship)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Look at my hands on | |
| the table, no longer young -- | |
| They are marked by life. | |
| Kijk naar mijn handen | Schau, meine Hände |
| op de tafel, niet jong meer -- | auf dem Tisch, sie sind nicht mehr -- |
| maar getekenden. | jung, Gezeichneten. |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-07
Diary 1968-1969 (Frida Vogels) - 2010
"Dagboek 1968-1969" - March 3rd, 1969, Bologna
Collection: Between us
Keywords: Old age: experience, Life: experience
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| At the break of dawn | |
| the wind drops, the rowers rise -- | |
| for a sea shanty. | |
| Bij dageraad valt | Der Nachtwind legt sich, |
| de wind, de roeiers staan op -- | die Ruderer stehen auf -- |
| voor een zeemanslied. | für ein Seemannslied. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-11
Suddenly there's a lull (Frida Vogels) - 2010
Verse "Plotseling valt er een luwte", published in "Diary 1968-1969" - February 24th, 1969, Bologna
Collection: Between us
Keyword: Calm: harmony
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| His tender touches | |
| are hard to endure, gone now -- | |
| is my peace of mind! | |
| Zijn aanrakingen | Seine Berührung |
| zijn moeilijk te verdragen -- | ist sehr schwer zu ertragen -- |
| Weg mijn gemoedsrust! | Weg Gemütsruhe! |
Amsterdam, 2018-01-07
Diary 1968-1969 (Frida Vogels) - 2010
"Dagboek 1968-1969" - February 24th, 1969, Bologna
Collection: Between us
Keyword: Contact: touch(ed)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I lie close to him, | |
| my body is a disguise -- | |
| I'm a dormant stone. | |
| Vermomd als lichaam. | Als Körper getarnt |
| lig ik dicht tegen hem aan -- | liege ich ganz dicht an ihm -- |
| een slapende steen. | ein schlafender Stein. |
Amsterdam, 2018-01-07
Diary 1968-1969 (Frida Vogels) - 2010
"Dagboek 1968-1969" - February 3rd, 1969, Bologna
Collection: Between us
Keyword: Body: and mind
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| We've been together | |
| all these years, and yet I feel -- | |
| awkward coming home. | |
| We zijn al zoveel | Zurück zu Hause, |
| jaren samen, en ik kom -- | bei dir, dennoch fühle ich -- |
| toch onwennig thuis. | mich unbehaglich. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-11
We looked at each other (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Wij keken elkaar aan", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part IX [Marriage]) - January 23rd, 1969, Bologna
Collection: Between us
Keyword: Marriage (relationship)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I sobbed a moment, | |
| then controlled myself again -- | |
| I can do that too. | |
| Ik snikte even, | Ich schluchzte mal kurz, |
| maar beheerste me toen weer -- | beherrschte mich dann aber -- |
| want dat kan ik ook. | denn das kann ich auch. |
Amsterdam, 2017-08-11
The hard core - 1, and Diary 1968-1969 (Frida Vogels) - 1992
Autobiographical account "De harde kern" - 1 (1992), and "Dagboek 1968-1969" (2010) - January 19th, 1969, Bologna
Forced sex
Collection: Between us
Keyword: Alone: lonely
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I look at the sky: | |
| Sirius, Aldebaran -- | |
| Everything is fine. | |
| Ik kijk naar boven: | Ich schau nach oben: |
| Sirius, Aldebaran -- | Sirius, Aldebaran -- |
| Alles in orde. | Alles in Ordnung. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-11
Diary 1968-1969 (Frida Vogels) - 2010
"Dagboek 1968-1969" - January 16th, 1969, Bologna
Collection: Between us
Keyword: Order: pattern
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| We can do nothing | |
| in the quiet of our waiting -- | |
| for the tidal wave. | |
| We kunnen niets doen | Wir können nichts tun |
| in de rust van het wachten -- | in der Stille des Wartens -- |
| tot de vloedgolf valt. | auf die Flutwelle. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-11
Quiet (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Rust", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part IX [Marriage]) and in "Diary 1968-1969" (2010) - January 11th, 1969, Bologna
Between two house-high waves
Collection: Between us
Keyword: Waiting (to see)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| He who only sings | |
| a dead man's praises declares -- | |
| him all the more dead. | |
| Wie dode mensen | Wer die Toten in |
| de hemel in prijst, verklaart -- | den Himmel lobt, erklärt sie -- |
| hen des te meer dood. | für umso toter. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-10
Diary 1968-1969 (Frida Vogels) - 2010
"Dagboek 1968-1969" - December 9th, 1968, Bologna
Collection: Between us
Keyword: Memory: of someone
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| The fog is clearing, | |
| we're looking into a depth: | |
| the chasm between us. | |
| De nevel trekt op, | Der Nebel hebt sich, |
| we kijken een diepte in: | wir blicken in die Tiefe: |
| de kloof tussen ons. | die Schlucht zwischen uns. |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-07
When the mist cleared (Frida Vogels) - 2010
Verse "Toen de nevel optrok", published in "Diary 1968-1969" - December 9th, 1968, Bologna (married for 11 years today)
Collection: Between us
Keywords: Fog, Marriage (relationship)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I show you all of | |
| me, you look around and you -- | |
| see nothing special. | |
| Ik laat jou alles | Ich zeige alles |
| van mij zien, je kijkt rond en -- | von mir, du schaust dich um, siehst -- |
| ziet niets bijzonders. | nichts Besonderes. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-10
I let you in, showed you everything I had (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Ik liet je bij me toe, liet je alles zien wat ik had", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part IX [Marriage]) and in "Diary 1968-1969" (2010) - December 9th, 1968, Bologna
Collection: Between us
Keywords: Identity: being seen, Usual / Normal
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| A distant embrace, | |
| I want to cry, but I'm too -- | |
| dejected for it. | |
| In de omhelzing | In der Umarmung |
| de afstand voelen, willen -- | die Distanz spüren, weinen -- |
| huilen, niet kunnen. | wollen, nicht können. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-10
Diary 1968-1969 (Frida Vogels) - 2010
"Dagboek 1968-1969" - November 27th, 1968, Bologna
Collection: Between us
Keywords: Distance / Detachment, Marriage (relationship)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I can't run away, | |
| but I am far from here, and -- | |
| no one notices. | |
| Weglopen gaat niet, | Ich kann nicht flüchten, |
| maar toch ben ik al ver weg -- | trotzdem bin ich schon weit weg -- |
| en niemand ziet het. | und niemand sieht es. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-10
I couldn't run away (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Weglopen kon ik niet", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part IX [Marriage]) and in "Diary 1968-1969" (2010) - November 15th, 1968, Bologna
Collection: Between us
Keyword: Freedom: mental
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
|
Silently, we pass the dishes |
Amsterdam, 2025-12-16
Three poems by Frida Vogels, and her letter of May 1970 to her husband
November 12th, 1968 - The red soft fruit
November 12th, 1968 - The gestures
July 10th, 1970 - How two stars speed apart
Collection: Between us
Keywords: Marriage (relationship), Distance / Detachment
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| They both have the same | |
| desire, each one praying, to -- | |
| a different god. | |
| Ze verlangen het | Sie wünschen sich das- |
| zelfde, ieder biddend, tot -- | selbe, jeder betet, zu -- |
| een andere god. | dem eigenen Gott. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-10
The gestures (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "De gebaren", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part IX [Marriage]), and in "Diary 1968-1969" (2010) - November 12th, 1968, Bologna
Collection: Between us
Keywords: Religion: prayer, Marriage (relationship)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Neither war nor peace, | |
| we silently hand over -- | |
| the serving dishes. | |
| Oorlog noch vrede, | Weder Frieden noch |
| zwijgend reiken we elkaar -- | Krieg, wir reichen uns schweigend -- |
| de gerechten aan. | die Servierplatten. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-10
The red soft fruit (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "De rode zachte vrucht", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part IX [Marriage]) - November 12th, 1968, Bologna (about October 13th, 1968)
Collection: Between us
Keyword: Marriage (relationship)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Heaven is wrong when | |
| you are leaving too late for -- | |
| your destination. | |
| De hemel klopt niet | Der Himmel ist falsch, |
| als je te laat op weg gaat -- | wenn man zu spät auf dem Weg -- |
| naar je bestemming. | geht zu seinem Ziel. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-10
Birds (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Vogels", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part IX [Marriage]), and in "Diary 1968-1969" (2010) - October 28th, 1968, Bologna - Bird migration
Collection: Between us
Keyword: Life: course (on the way)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| We hug each other. | |
| It's a vain consolation -- | |
| We can't get closer. | |
| Elkaar omhelzen. | Wir umarmen uns. |
| Het is een vergeefse troost -- | Ach, ein vergeblicher Trost -- |
| Dichterbij kan niet. | Noch näher geht nicht. |
Amsterdam, 2018-01-07
Diary 1968-1969 (Frida Vogels) - 2010
"Dagboek 1968-1969" - October 16th and November 5th, 1968, Bologna
Collection: Between us
Keyword: Love: intimacy (physical)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| The withered tree leaves | |
| wait in silent autumn mists -- | |
| for the great tempest. | |
| Dorre bladeren | Trockene Blätter |
| wachten in stille nevels -- | warten in stillen Nebeln -- |
| op de grote storm. | auf den großen Sturm. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-10
Tree (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Boom", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part IX [Marriage]) and in "Diary 1968-1969" (2010) - October 16th, 1968, Bologna
Collection: Between us
Keywords: Nature: trees, forest, Autumn
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I lie in the grass | |
| all day, over there, the hills -- | |
| are drifting past me. | |
| Ik lig heel de dag | Ich liege lange |
| in het gras en de heuvels -- | im Gras, dort drüben ziehen -- |
| zie ik langstrekken. | die Hügel vorbei. |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-06
The day I lay in the grass and watched the hills pass by (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Die dag dat ik in het gras lag, en de heuvels langs zag trekken", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3" [part IX, Marriage]), and in "Diary 1968-1969" (2010) - October 13th, 1994, Bologna
Collection: Between us
Keyword: Harmony: relaxation
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| There's a new regime, | |
| but some are still holding out -- | |
| so it is whispered. | |
| Een nieuw regime, maar | Ein neues Regime, |
| sommigen houden nog stand -- | aber manche halten noch -- |
| wordt er gefluisterd. | durch, wird geflüstert. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-10
The enemy armies did not pass here (Frida Vogels) - 2010
Verse "Hier kwamen de vijandige legers niet langs", published in "Diary 1968-1969" - September 22nd, 1968, Bologna
Collection: Between us
Keyword: Resistance
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
|
We search for each other within each |
Amsterdam, 2025-12-13
Six poems by Frida Vogels
June 3rd, 1964 - Forcing yourself to
September 27th, 1965 - Choosing wrongly, loosing one's way
May 23rd, 1966 - How someone, at the place where he arrived
September 12th, 1968 - How between two
September 15th, 1968 - I was in a place with no view
September 15th, 1968 - Choosing: not when one is at the crossroads
Collection: Between us
Keyword: Marriage (relationship)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Where the path ends you | |
| must plant your flag to stay there: | |
| this far you have come. | |
| Waar het pad ophoudt | Wo der Weg endet, |
| moet je blijven: tot zover -- | dort musst du bleiben: so weit -- |
| ben je gekomen. | bist du gekommen. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-09
Choosing: not when one is at the crossroads (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Kiezen: niet wanneer men op de tweesprong staat", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part IX [Marriage]), and in "Diary 1968-1969" (2010) - September 15th, 1968, Bologna
Collection: Between us
Keyword: Home: domicile / region
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Before and behind | |
| me is wilderness, no sight -- | |
| of where to, where from. | |
| Voor en achter mij | Vor und hinter mir |
| is er wildernis, geen zicht -- | ist nichts als Wildnis, keine -- |
| waarheen, waarvandaan. | Sicht wohin, woher. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-09
I was in a place with no view (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Ik bevond me op een plek zonder uitzicht", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part IX [Marriage]), and in "Diary 1968-1969" (2010) - September 15th, 1968, Bologna
Collection: Between us
Keyword: Nature: danger
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Our path has come to | |
| a dead end, we look around -- | |
| and then plant our flag. | |
| Ons pad loopt hier dood, | In der Sackgasse |
| we kijken rond en planten -- | schauen wir uns um, pflanzen -- |
| er dan onze vlag. | unsere Fahne. |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-05
Choosing: not when one is at the crossroads (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Kiezen: niet wanneer men op de tweesprong staat", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3" [part IX, Marriage]), and in "Diary 1968-1969" (2010) - September 15th, 1968, Bologna
Collection: Between us
Keyword: Marriage (relationship)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| A growing crack drives | |
| us forward, further on, the -- | |
| path is still intact. | |
| Een groeiende scheur | Der Riss wird größer, |
| jaagt ons vooruit, verderop -- | er treibt uns vorwärts, weiter -- |
| is het pad nog heel. | ist der Weg noch ganz. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-09
How between two (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Hoe tussen twee", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part IX [Marriage]) and in "Diary 1968-1969" (2010) - September 12th, 1968, Bologna
Collection: Between us
Keyword: Danger: abyss
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Don't dream about me, | |
| but look at the naked truth -- | |
| and see who I am! | |
| Droom niet over mij, | Träume nicht von mir, |
| kijk naar de naakte waarheid -- | schau die nackte Wahrheit an -- |
| en zie wie ik ben! | sehe, wer ich bin! |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-05
Diary 1968-1969 (Frida Vogels) - 2010
"Dagboek 1968-1969" - September 11th, 1968, (also: January 7th, 1972), Bologna
Collection: Between us
Keyword: Identity: being seen
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
|
In the university cafeteria, I listened |
Amsterdam, 2025-12-17
Five poems by Frida Vogels
November 7th, 1955 - Many strangers walked along the path. I
October 15th, 1957 - Approaching a decision
August 15th, 1968 - The question isn't
February 13th, 1970 - Expose oneself
April 1st, 1970 - Waiting. Preparing
Collection: Between us
Keyword: Identity: being seen
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| The dancing bear lifts | |
| his paws loosely, the long rope -- | |
| never being taut. | |
| De beer heft losjes | Der Bär hebt locker |
| zijn poten en danst, nooit strak -- | seine Pfoten und tanzt, nie -- |
| staat het lange touw. | straff das lange Seil. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-09
Being led around like a bear (Frida Vogels) - 2010
Verse "Als een beer rondgeleid worden", published in "Diary 1968-1969" - September 7th, 1968, Bologna
Collection: Between us
Keyword: Animals: bear
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Dreading it again, | |
| and passively resisting -- | |
| Why do we do this? | |
| Ertegenop zien, | Es fürchten, und mich |
| en me passief verzetten -- | passiv dagegen wehren -- |
| Waarom doen we dit? | Warum tun wir das? |
Amsterdam, 2018-01-04
Diary 1968-1969 (Frida Vogels) - 2010
"Dagboek 1968-1969" - September 5th, 1968, Bologna
Collection: Between us
Keyword: Passivity: no conflict
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| We are truly one, | |
| because I could not manage -- | |
| to leave you for good. | |
| We zijn een eenheid, | Wir sind eins, denn ich |
| want het is me niet gelukt -- | habe es nicht geschafft um -- |
| van jou weg te gaan. | dich zu verlassen. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-09
You can't leave (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Weggaan", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part IX [Marriage]) and in "Diary 1968-1969" (2010) - August 18th, 1968, Bologna
Collection: Between us
Keyword: Love: relationship (twoness)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Will I arrive, and | |
| will I then recognise that -- | |
| it was my purpose? | |
| Zal ik er komen, | Wenn ich ankomme, |
| en zal ik dan herkennen -- | werde ich dann erkennen -- |
| dat het mijn doel was? | dass es mein Ziel war? |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-09
The question isn't (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "De vraag is niet", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part IX [Marriage]) - August 15th, 1968, Bologna
Collection: Between us
Keyword: Future: wish
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| There's no one to share | |
| this moment here with, I must -- | |
| keep it to myself. | |
| Dit ogenblik hier | Dieser Moment hier |
| met niemand kunnen delen -- | nicht teilen zu können, ihn -- |
| het bij me houden. | bei mir behalten. |
Amsterdam, 2017-08-13
The hard core - 1 (Frida Vogels) - 1992
Autobiographical account "De harde kern" - 1, July 1968, Cupra Marittima (below Ascona)
Collection: Between us
Keyword: Alone: lonely
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| We don't want to go | |
| home yet, so we walk around -- | |
| both of us lonely. | |
| We willen nog niet | Wir willen noch nicht |
| naar huis en lopen wat rond -- | nach Hause, wir trödeln und -- |
| zijn beiden eenzaam. | sind beide einsam. |
Amsterdam, 2017-08-13
The hard core - 1, and Diary 1968-1969 (Frida Vogels) - 1992
Autobiographical account "De harde kern" - 1 (1992), and "Dagboek 1968-1969" (2010) - July 18th, 1968, Cupra Marittima (below Ascona)
Collection: Between us
Keywords: Love: inability, Alone: lonely
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| People's way of life | |
| simply cannot be altered -- | |
| only be destroyed. | |
| Iemands leefwijze | Den Lebensstil der |
| kun je niet veranderen -- | Menschen kann nicht verändert -- |
| alleen verwoesten. | nur zerstört werden. |
Amsterdam, 2017-08-13
The hard core - 1 (Frida Vogels) - 1992
Autobiographical account "De harde kern" - 1, July 1968, Cupra Marittima (below Ascona)
Collection: Between us
Keyword: Habits / Customs
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Defeated we lie | |
| beside each other, our poor -- | |
| loves, our poor bodies. | |
| Verslagen liggen | Geschlagen liegen |
| onze povere liefdes -- | unsere armen Lieben -- |
| lichaam naast lichaam. | Körper an Körper. |
Amsterdam, 2018-01-06
Diary 1968-1969 (Frida Vogels) - 2010
"Dagboek 1968-1969" - July 15th, 1968, Cupra Marittima
Collection: Between us
Keyword: Love: flawed
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| His caressing hand | |
| over my body, followed -- | |
| too tensely by me. | |
| Zijn strelende hand | Seine streichelnde |
| over mijn lichaam volg ik -- | Hand über mich, folge ich -- |
| veel te gespannen. | viel zu angespannt. |
Amsterdam, 2018-01-08
Diary 1968-1969 (Frida Vogels) - 2010
"Dagboek 1968-1969" - July 7th, 1968, Cupra Marittima
Collection: Between us
Keyword: Body: touch(ed)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Help me if I don't | |
| need you, otherwise I must -- | |
| do it by myself. | |
| Help me als ik het | Hilf mir, wenn ich es |
| zelf kan, verder kan ik het -- | selbst tun kann, sonst schaffe ich -- |
| alleen maar alleen. | es nur alleine. |
Amsterdam, 2017-08-13
The hard core - 1 (Frida Vogels) - 1992
Autobiographical account "De harde kern" - 1 (1992), and "Diary 1968-1969" (2010) - July 7th, 1968, Cupra Marittima (below Ascona)
Collection: Between us
Keyword: Help (social)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I'm searching the book | |
| you gave: you are everywhere -- | |
| you're so deceptive! | |
| Ik spel het boek dat | Im Buch suche ich |
| jij gaf: je bent overal -- | dich: du bist überall, du -- |
| Een en al bedrog! | bist alles Täuschung. |
Amsterdam, 2017-08-12
The hard core - 1 (Frida Vogels) - 1992
Autobiographical account "De harde kern" - 1, July 1968, Cupra Marittima (below Ascona)
Collection: Between us
Keyword: Identity: personality
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Please, don't ring the bell, | |
| this is not my visit, but -- | |
| the reconnaissance. | |
| Nee, niet aanbellen, | Bitte, klingel nicht, |
| ik kom hier niet op bezoek -- | ich mache keinen Besuch -- |
| maar op verkenning. | ich erkunde nun. |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-05
Diary 1968-1969 (Frida Vogels) - 2010
"Dagboek 1968-1969" - June 28th, 1968 (Frida is staying in the private hospital (Casa di cura) "Villa Erbosa" in Bologna)
About her father in Arenzano
Collection: Between us
Keyword: Caution
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Again I'm hoping, | |
| again I reach for your love -- | |
| again it recedes. | |
| Steeds opnieuw hoop ik, | Wieder hoffe ich, |
| steeds reik ik naar jouw liefde -- | greife ich nach der Liebe -- |
| steeds weer wijkt ze weg. | und weicht sie zurück. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-09
Diary 1968-1969 (Frida Vogels) - 2010
"Dagboek 1968-1969" - June 15th, 1968, Bologna - Tantalus
Collection: Between us
Keywords: Hope (futile), Love: wish (action)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| You just kept growing, | |
| in every new house, new home -- | |
| you had to live in. | |
| Jij groeide gewoon | Du bist gewachsen, |
| door, in elk nieuw huis, nieuw thuis -- | in allen Häusern, in die -- |
| waar je naartoe moest. | du geschickt wurdest. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-09
A child who had no home (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Een kind, dat geen huis had", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part VI [Kees], and in "Diary 1968-1969" (2010) - May 21st, 1968, Bologna
Collection: Between us
Keyword: Home: domicile / region
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Don't put on the light, | |
| don't make me see what I know -- | |
| otherwise I can't. | |
| Het licht mag niet aan, | Kein Licht an, ich will |
| wat ik weet wil ik niet zien -- | nicht sehen, was ich weiß, sonst -- |
| anders lukt het niet. | wird es nicht gehen. |
Amsterdam, 2018-01-08
Diary 1968-1969 (Frida Vogels) - 2010
"Dagboek 1968-1969" (2010) and "Dagboek 1974-1976" (2013) - May 3rd, 1968, and July 28th, 1975, Bologna
Collection: Between us
Keyword: Love: intimacy (physical)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| A little chatter | |
| outside, then it is quiet: | |
| the birds' sleeping tree. | |
| Even gekwetter | Kurzes Gezwitscher |
| in de tuin, dan is het stil: | im Garten, dann ist es still: |
| de vogelslaapboom. | der Vögelschlafbaum. |
Amsterdam, 2017-08-12
The hard core - 1 (Frida Vogels) - 1992
Autobiographical account "De harde kern" - 1, April 1968, Amsterdam
Collection: Between us
Keywords: Sleep, Nature: trees, forest
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| You don't kick the stone | |
| away, you shrink and then climb -- | |
| it as a mountain. | |
| Je schopt het steentje | Du stößt den Kiesel |
| niet weg, je krimpt en beklimt -- | nicht weg, du schrumpfst und erklimmst -- |
| het dan als een berg. | ihn wie einen Berg. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-09
You found a pebble in front of your foot; you didn't kick it away, but (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Je vond een steentje voor je voet; je schopte het niet weg, maar", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part VI [Kees]), and in "Diary 1968-1969" (2010) - January 6th, 1968, Bologna
Collection: Between us
Keywords: Self-confidence, Fear: insecurity
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| The pebble: he shrank, | |
| it grew into a mountain -- | |
| with him on top now! | |
| Een steentje: hij kromp | Der Kieselstein: sie |
| tot het een berg voor hem was -- | schrumpfte bis er ein Berg war -- |
| waar hij nu op staat! | auf dem sie jetzt steht! |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-05
You found a little stone before your foot (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Je vond een steentje voor je voet", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3" [part VI, Kees]), and in "Diary 1968-1969" (2010) - January 5th, 1968, Bologna
Collection: Between us
Keyword: Fantasy: imagination
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| After the nice one | |
| always comes that terrible -- | |
| memory as well. | |
| Na de fijne komt | Ach, nach der schönen |
| altijd die vreselijke -- | Erinnerung kommt immer -- |
| herinnering ook. | der schreckliche Alp. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-08
Waiting - and then slowly seeing rise around you (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Wachten - en dan langzaam om zich heen op zien komen", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part V [Mother], and in "Diary 1966-1967" (2009) - November 30th, 1967, Bologna
Collection: Between us
Keyword: Memory: of an event
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Living together: | |
| neighbours, and the landlord who -- | |
| doesn't even know us. | |
| Met elkaar leven, | Zusammenleben: |
| met buren, en de huisbaas -- | Nachbarn, der Vermieter, der -- |
| die ons niet eens kent. | uns nicht einmal kennt. |
Amsterdam, 2018-01-05
Diary 1966-1967 (Frida Vogels) - 2009
"Dagboek 1966-1967" - November 25th, 1967, Bologna
Collection: Between us
Keyword: Neighbourhood
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Oops, when I draw up | |
| the balance sheet of my work -- | |
| I miscalculate. | |
| Bij het opstellen | Ach, wenn ich meine |
| van de balans van mijn werk -- | Arbeitsbilanz erstelle -- |
| vertel ik me steeds. | verrechne ich mich. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-08
To stand surety (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Borg staan", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part VIII [Authorship], and in "Diary 1966-1967" (2009) - November 17th, 1967, Bologna
Collection: Between us
Keyword: Life: course (overview)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I go up the stairs, | |
| see bottles and mail, I don't -- | |
| look up at you yet. | |
| Ik ga de trap op, | Ich gehe hinauf, |
| zie flessen en post, kijk nog -- | längs Flaschen und Post, schaue -- |
| niet omhoog naar jou. | noch nicht zu dir hoch. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-08
What was around you gathered (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Wat om je heen was schaarde zich", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part VI [Kees], and in "Diary 1966-1967" (2009) - September 14th, 1967, Bologna
Collection: Between us
Keyword: Contact: beginning
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| If only I could | |
| gnaw at the roots of that day -- | |
| to prevent what then... | |
| Kon ik maar knagen | Könnte ich nur an |
| aan de wortels van die dag: | den Wurzeln dieses Tages -- |
| voorkomen wat toen... | nagen: verhindern... |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-08
Oh to go back - not that i want to go back (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "O terug te gaan - niet dat ik terug wil", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part VI [Kees], and in "Diary 1964-1965" - September 12th, 1967, Bologna
Collection: Between us
Keywords: Regret, Animals: rabbit / hare
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Viewpoint: I follow | |
| his gaze, he's looking for two -- | |
| and leaving nothing. | |
| Een uitzichtpunt: ik | Fernsicht: ich folge |
| volg zijn blik, hij kijkt voor twee -- | seinem Blick, er schaut für zwei -- |
| en laat niets over. | und lässt nichts zurück. |
Amsterdam, 2017-08-11
The hard core - 1 (Frida Vogels) - 1992
Autobiographical account "De harde kern" - 1, Autumn 1967, Bologna
Collection: Self-portraits
Keywords: Together: discord, Manly (dominance)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Even if the roof | |
| collapses, our wounded hands -- | |
| will still raise the glass. | |
| Al stort het dak in, | Und selbst wenn das Dach |
| onze gewonde handen -- | einstürzt, werden wir, verletzt -- |
| heffen nog het glas. | das Glas erheben. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-08
Stones fall between them (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Stenen vallen tussen hen", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part IX [Marriage]) and in "Diary 1966-1967" (2009) - August 27th, 1967, Bologna
Collection: Between us
Keyword: Passivity: fatalism
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| One is only great | |
| if one's words germinate and -- | |
| are not blown away. | |
| Mensen zijn pas groot | Man ist nur dann groß, |
| als hun woorden ontkiemen -- | wenn seine Worte keimen -- |
| en niet verwaaien. | und nicht verwehen. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-08
Greatness (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Grootheid", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part V [Mother], and in "Diary 1966-1967" (2009) - July 23rd, 1967, Bologna
Collection: Between us
Keywords: Honour / Fame, Knowledge: pass on
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| You say nothing more, | |
| in capricious echoes you -- | |
| let me speak for you. | |
| Je zegt niets meer, laat | Du sagst nichts mehr, lässt |
| mij in grillige echo's -- | mich in sprunghaften Echos -- |
| het woord doen voor jou. | laut für dich sprechen. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-08
Speak, tell me more (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Spreek, zeg mij nog meer", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part V [Mother], and in "Diary 1966-1967" (2009) - July 9th, 1967, Bologna (memories of mother)
Collection: Between us
Keyword: Memory: of someone
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| There stands your thick coat, | |
| it can do without you, or -- | |
| are you still inside? | |
| Daar staat jouw dikke | Da steht dein dicker |
| jas, hij kan zonder jou, of -- | Mantel, ohne dich, oder -- |
| zit je er nog in? | bist du noch darin? |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-02
That thick coat (Frida Vogels) - 2009
Poem "Die dikke jas", published in "Diary 1966-1967" - July 3rd, 1967, Bologna (about Kees Vogels)
Collection: Between us
Keyword: Identity: image
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I'm pulling at your | |
| corpse, I won't give up, want to -- | |
| bring you back to life. | |
| Ik sjor aan jouw lijk, | Ich zieh an deiner |
| ik geef niet op, wil je weer -- | Leiche, will dich wieder zum -- |
| tot leven wekken. | Leben erwecken. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-08
A heavy dead body (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Een zwaar dood lichaam", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part V [Mother], and in "Diary 1966-1967" (2009) - July 3rd, 1967, Bologna
Collection: Between us
Keyword: Goodbye: decision
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Beware, he kisses | |
| beside my cheek nowadays -- | |
| as if I am air. | |
| Pas op, hij kust me | Pass auf, er küsst mich |
| tegenwoordig naast mijn wang -- | zur Zeit neben die Wange -- |
| alsof ik lucht ben. | als wäre ich Luft. |
Amsterdam, 2017-08-11
The hard core - 1, and Diary 1966-1967 (Frida Vogels) - 1992
Autobiographical account "De harde kern" - 1 (1992), and "Dagboek 1966-1967" (2009) - July 1st, 1967, Bologna
Collection: Between us
Keyword: Distance / Detachment
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| You live in a house | |
| that is not stable, in the -- | |
| way a child draws it. | |
| Jij leeft in een huis | Du lebst in einem |
| dat niet stevig staat, zoals -- | Haus, das nicht stabil ist, wie -- |
| een kind dat tekent. | ein Kind es zeichnet. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-08
A house with clay walls, small high windows (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Een huis met lemen muren, kleine hoge vensters", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part VI [Kees], and in "Diary 1966-1967" (2009) - June 25th, 1967, Bologna
Collection: Between us
Keyword: Safety: home
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Convictions: you don't | |
| write them in your diary -- | |
| but in a letter. | |
| Overtuigingen | Überzeugungen |
| schrijf je niet in je dagboek -- | schreibt man nicht ins Tagebuch -- |
| maar aan anderen. | sondern in Briefe. |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-02
Diary 1966-1967 (Frida Vogels) - 2009
"Dagboek 1966-1967" - June 17th, 1967, Bologna
Collection: Between us
Keyword: Writing: expression
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Israel, the state | |
| is not like other countries -- | |
| it is an old pain. | |
| De staat Israël | Der Staat Israel |
| is geen land als andere -- | ist kein Land wie andere -- |
| het is oude pijn. | er ist alter Schmerz. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-02
In foreign parts - Chronicles (Frida Vogels) - 2024
Autobiography "In den vreemde - Kronieken", chapter 'De Zesdaagse Oorlog' (The Six-Day War) - June 1967, Bologna
Collection: Between us
Keywords: Religion: promise, Palestina
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| First European | |
| ghettos, now the Arab one: | |
| State of Israel. | |
| Eerst in Europa, | Erst Europa, jetzt |
| nu een Arabisch getto: | Arabien: das Ghetto, |
| de staat Israël. | der Staat Israel. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-02
In foreign parts - Chronicles (Frida Vogels) - 2024
Autobiography "In den vreemde - Kronieken", chapter 'De Zesdaagse Oorlog' (The Six-Day War) - June 1967, Bologna
Collection: Between us
Keywords: Together: discord, Palestina, Freedom: tolerance
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Jews persevered for | |
| centuries by believing -- | |
| in 'the Promised Land'. | |
| Joden hielden vol, | Juden hielten durch, |
| eeuwenlang, gelovend in -- | sie glaubten weiterhin an -- |
| 'het Beloofde Land'. | 'das Gelobte Land'. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-02
In foreign parts - Chronicles (Frida Vogels) - 2024
Autobiography "In den vreemde - Kronieken", chapter 'De Zesdaagse Oorlog' (The Six-Day War) - June 1967, Bologna
Collection: Between us
Keywords: Religion: promise, Palestina
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Seed that is light will | |
| not take root anywhere, it -- | |
| just keeps floating on. | |
| Zaad dat licht is, zal | Leichter Samen wird |
| nergens wortelen, het blijft -- | nirgends Wurzeln schlagen, er -- |
| maar verder zweven. | schwebt immer weiter. |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-02
Some seeds are too light (Frida Vogels) - 2009
Verse "Sommig zaad is te licht", published in "Diary 1966-1967" - June 10th, 1967, Bologna (about Bert Weijde)
Collection: Between us
Keyword: Self-expression (growth)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I want to give him | |
| what he needs, even more now -- | |
| that I don't know what. | |
| Wat hij nodig heeft | Was er braucht, möchte |
| wil ik hem geven, juist nu -- | ich ihm geben, jetzt, wo ich -- |
| ik niet eens weet wat. | nicht einmal weiß, was. |
Amsterdam, 2017-08-10
The hard core - 1 (Frida Vogels) - 1992
Autobiographical account "De harde kern" - 1, Early June 1967, Bologna
Collection: Between us
Keyword: Love: care
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Sometimes my tongue is | |
| so heavy with longing that -- | |
| I must be silent. | |
| Soms is mijn tong zo | Manchmal ist meine |
| zwaar van verlangen dat ik -- | Zunge so schwer vor Sehnsucht -- |
| niets meer kan zeggen. | dass ich schweigen muss. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-08
Not every day (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Niet alle dagen", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part V [Mother], and in "Diary 1966-1967" (2009) - May 26th, 1967, San Severo
Collection: Between us
Keyword: Desire (attention)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| A mite, hair by hair, | |
| drawn forever and ever -- | |
| By a Seeing Eye. | |
| Een mijt, haar voor haar | Eine Milbe, haar- |
| opgetekend, voor eeuwig -- | fein gezeichnet, von einem -- |
| Door een Oog Dat Ziet. | Sehenden Auge. |
Amsterdam, 2017-08-09
The hard core - 1, Diary 1966-1967, and Diary 1972-1973 (Frida Vogels) - 1992
Autobiographical account "De harde kern" - 1 (1992), "Dagboek 1966-1967" (2009), and "Dagboek 1972-1973" (2012) - April 11th, 1967 and April 11th, 1973, Amsterdam
Collection: Between us
Keywords: Animals: spider / mite / tick / flea, Art (beauty)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida; Weijde, Bert
| In the staff car you | |
| don't see much of the city -- | |
| you see only cars. | |
| In de dienstauto | Im Firmenwagen |
| zie je niet veel van de stad -- | sieht man von der Stadt nicht viel -- |
| alleen maar auto's. | sieht man nur Autos. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-03
In foreign parts - Chronicles (Frida Vogels) - 2024
Autobiography "In den vreemde - Kronieken", chapter 'Een avond met vader' (An evening with father) - April 10th, 1967, Amsterdam
Collection: Between us
Keyword: City (junction)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| People allow it, | |
| they let poets hide themselves -- | |
| behind openness. | |
| De mensen staan toe | Die Menschen lassen |
| dat dichters zich verschuilen -- | die Dichter sich verstecken -- |
| achter openheid. | hinter Offenheit. |
Amsterdam, 2017-08-08
The hard core - 1, and Diary 1966-1967 (Frida Vogels) - 1992
Autobiographical account "De harde kern" - 1, April 9th, 1967, Amsterdam
Collections: Between us, Whirligig Scribbler
Keyword: Writing: share
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Poems are private, | |
| to keep for yourself, they are -- | |
| little jars of thoughts. | |
| Je dicht voor jezelf, | Ein Gedicht ist für |
| om te bewaren, het zijn -- | dich selbst, zum Aufbewahren -- |
| potjes gedachten. | Ein Gedankenglas. |
Amsterdam, 2017-08-08
The hard core - 1, and Diary 1966-1967 (Frida Vogels) - 1992
Autobiographical account "De harde kern" - 1, April 9th, 1967, Amsterdam
Collections: Between us, WriteWiser signage
Keyword: Writing: emotions
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I write and arrange | |
| all my experiences -- | |
| into who I am. | |
| Ik schrijf en orden | Ich schreibe, ordne |
| zo mijn belevenissen -- | so meine Erlebnisse -- |
| tot wie ik dus ben. | zu dem, der ich bin. |
Amsterdam, 2017-08-08
The hard core - 1, and Diary 1966-1967 (Frida Vogels) - 1992
Autobiographical account "De harde kern" - 1 (1992), and "Dagboek 1966-1967" (2009) - April 9th, 1967, Amsterdam
Collection: Between us
Keyword: Identity: self-image
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I have decided | |
| to show myself from now on -- | |
| No longer the past! | |
| Ik heb besloten | Von nun an werde |
| om mezelf te laten zien -- | ich mich zeigen! Nicht länger -- |
| Vroeger telt niet meer! | die Vergangenheit! |
Amsterdam, 2017-08-06
The hard core - 1, and Diary 1966-1967 (Frida Vogels) - 1992
Autobiographical account "De harde kern" - 1 (1992), and "Dagboek 1966-1967" (2009) - April 9th, 1967, Amsterdam
Collections: Between us, Whirligig Scribbler
Keyword: Self-expression (growth)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Feelings make changes, | |
| they're constantly altering -- | |
| the shell of your thoughts. | |
| Steeds verander je | Deine Gefühle |
| met je gevoelens de schil -- | ändern ständig die Hülle -- |
| van je gedachten. | deiner Gedanken. |
Amsterdam, 2017-08-08
The hard core - 1, and Diary 1966-1967 (Frida Vogels) - 1992
Autobiographical account "De harde kern" - 1 (1992), and "Dagboek 1966-1967" (2009) - April 7th and 20th, 1967, Amsterdam
Collection: Between us
Keyword: Feelings (emotion)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| It takes a lot of | |
| effort to envision you -- | |
| and hear you again. | |
| Het kost veel moeite | Es kostet Mühe, |
| om jou weer voor me te zien -- | mich dich vorzustellen und -- |
| jou weer te horen. | wieder zu hören. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-07
You speak to me (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Jij spreekt tot me", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part V [Mother]), in "Diary 1966-1967" (2009), and in the autobiography "In den vreemde - Kronieken" ("In foreign parts - Chronicles", 2024, Frida Vogels), chapter 'Een vriendin in Rome' (A friend in Rome) - April 7th, 1967, Amsterdam
Collection: Between us
Keyword: Memory: of someone
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Your desires remained | |
| unfulfilled, but you are still -- | |
| standing there shining. | |
| Onvervuld bleven | Ach, deine Wünsche |
| jouw verlangens, maar je staat -- | blieben unerfüllt, und doch -- |
| daar toch te stralen. | stehst du da und strahlst. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-07
An unfulfilled life (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Een onvervuld leven", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part V [Mother], and in "Diary 1966-1967" (2009) - April 6th, 1967, Amsterdam (memory of her mother who died 10 years earlier)
Collection: Between us
Keyword: Happiness (attitude to life)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Getting off the bus | |
| one man crosses and one waits -- | |
| Both are in balance. | |
| Uit de bus stappend | Aus dem Bus steigend, |
| steekt éen over en éen wacht -- | geht man oder wartet man: |
| Ieder in balans. | zwei Gleichgewichte. |
Amsterdam, 2017-08-08
The hard core - 1, and Diary 1966-1967 (Frida Vogels) - 1992
Autobiographical account "De harde kern" - 1 (1992), and "Dagboek 1966-1967" (2009) - April 4th, 1967, Amsterdam
Collection: Between us
Keyword: Balance (psycho-soma)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Resiliently hanged: | |
| the instrument is restless -- | |
| In search of balance. | |
| Hangend aan veren: | An Federn hängend: |
| rusteloos het instrument -- | unruhig das Instrument -- |
| zoekend naar balans. | Gleichgewicht suchend. |
Amsterdam, 2017-08-08
The hard core - 1, and Diary 1966-1967 (Frida Vogels) - 1992
Autobiographical account "De harde kern" - 1 (1992), and "Dagboek 1966-1967" (2009) - April 4th, 1967, Amsterdam
Collection: Between us
Keyword: Balance (regain)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| They keep arguing | |
| in my presence, obviously -- | |
| I need to know this. | |
| Ze maken ruzie | Sie streiten vor mir, |
| waar ik bij ben, dus dat moet -- | also muss ich das alles -- |
| ik blijkbaar weten. | anscheinend wissen. |
Amsterdam, 2017-08-08
The hard core - 1, and Diary 1966-1967 (Frida Vogels) - 1992
Autobiographical account "De harde kern" - 1 (1992), and "Dagboek 1966-1967" (2009) - April 1st, 1967, Amsterdam
Collection: Between us
Keywords: Quarrel, Communication (sending)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| When I visit them | |
| I look to see what has changed -- | |
| To be home again. | |
| Op bezoek kijk ik | Zu Besuch, schaue |
| rond wat er veranderd is -- | ich, was sich verändert hat -- |
| Om weer thuis te zijn. | Wieder zu Hause! |
Amsterdam, 2017-08-08
The hard core - 1, and Diary 1966-1967 (Frida Vogels) - 1992
Autobiographical account "De harde kern" - 1 (1992), and "Dagboek 1966-1967" (2009) - April 1st, 1967, Amsterdam
Collection: Between us
Keyword: Home: security / comfort
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I have ignored the | |
| alarm, that's how I adored -- | |
| you, how I spoiled you. | |
| Ik negeerde het | Ich ignorierte |
| alarm, zo aanbad ik jou -- | den Alarm, verehrte dich -- |
| Zo bedierf ik jou. | hab dich verdorben. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-07
You were a little prince - with nothing (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Je was een prinsje - met niets", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part VI [Kees], and in "Diary 1966-1967" (2009) - March 22nd, 1967, Amsterdam
Collection: Between us
Keyword: Expectation
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Mama is dead, yet | |
| she still keeps worming her way -- | |
| into thoughts I have. | |
| Mama is dood, toch | Mama ist tot, zwängt |
| wringt ze zich nog steeds binnen -- | sich aber immer noch in -- |
| in mijn gedachten. | meine Gedanken. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-07
What has passed and returnes (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Wat voorbij is en terugkomt", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part V [Mother], and in "Diary 1966-1967" (2009) - March 18th, 1967, Amsterdam
Collection: Between us
Keyword: Memory: of someone
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I'm getting restless | |
| from the vivid memories -- | |
| of your company. | |
| Ik word onrustig | Ich bin nervös von |
| van de herinneringen -- | den Erinnerungen an -- |
| aan jouw gezelschap. | deine Gesellschaft. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-07
To be in your company again (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Mij weer in je gezelschap begeven", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part V [Mother], and in "Diary 1966-1967" (2009) - March 17th, 1967, Amsterdam
Collection: Between us
Keyword: Memory: feelings
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I'm thinking of you | |
| next to me, and not of how -- | |
| you lie in your grave. | |
| Ik denk jou naast me, | Ich denke an dich |
| en ik wil niet weten hoe -- | neben mir, und nicht daran -- |
| je in je graf ligt. | wie du im Grab liegst. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-07
You're not here anymore, not for a long time (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Je bent hier al lang niet meer", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part V [Mother], and in "Diary 1966-1967" (2009) - March 13th, 1967, Amsterdam
Collection: Between us
Keyword: Memory: of someone
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
|
I talk aloud as if you |
Amsterdam, 2025-12-15
Six poems by Frida Vogels
December 16th, 1965 - Is this okay with you? - I'm asking you now
December 23rd, 1965 - I wanted to talk to you
March 13th, 1967 - You're not here anymore, not for al long time
April 7th, 1967 - You speak to me
July 9th, 1967 - 'Speak, tell me more'
June 7th, 1972 - That chair opposite you
Collection: Between us
Keywords: Memory: of someone, Parents: mother(hood)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| He is a sexist, | |
| cries at any strange dog: Come | |
| here, boy! or: Missy! | |
| Hij is seksistisch, | Er ist sexistisch, |
| roept naar elke vreemde hond: | ruft jedem Hund zu: Junge! -- |
| Jongen! of: Meisje! | oder: Mädelchen! |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-02
Diary 1966-1967 (Frida Vogels) - 2009
"Dagboek 1966-1967" - February 11th, 1967, Bologna
Collection: Between us
Keywords: World(view), Animals: dog
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| They left, were taken | |
| away, and looted was the -- | |
| entire neighbourhood. | |
| Ze zijn vertrokken, | Weggebracht wurden |
| afgevoerd, en geplunderd -- | sie, geplündert wurde das -- |
| is de hele wijk. | gesamte Viertel. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-07
Emptied ghetto (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Leeggehaald getto", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part VII [Acquiescence], and in "Diary 1966-1967" (2009) - February 9th, 1967, Bologna (about Bialystok and Warsaw, in the report "Seifer Milchamot Hagetaot" ("The Fighting Ghettos", 1954, Yitzhak [Isaac] Zuckerman, translated into English by Meyer Barkai in 1962)
Collection: Between us
Keyword: Violence: annihilation
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| We are still walking | |
| bravely across the square, oh -- | |
| I wish it were so. | |
| Nog steeds lopen wij | Wir schreiten immer |
| dapper over de keitjes -- | noch tapfer über den Platz -- |
| Ach, was het maar zo. | Wäre es nur so. |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-02
We still walk on the blue cobblestones (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Nog altijd lopen wij over de blauwe keitjes", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3" [part VI, Kees], and in "Diary 1966-1967" (2009) - January 20th, 1967, Bologna
Photo of Dam Square in Amsterdam, April 24th, 1952
Collection: Between us
Keyword: Memory: of someone
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Helter-skelter, I | |
| bounce and bump in dreams my way -- | |
| through my little life. | |
| Holderdebolder | Holterdiepolter |
| hots en bots ik in dromen -- | stoße ich in Träumen durch -- |
| mijn leventje door. | mein kleines Leben. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-07
Dreams (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Dromen", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part VIII [Authorship], and in "Diary 1966-1967" (2009) - January 5th, 1967, Bologna (reconstructing your life through memories, diaries and letters)
Collection: Between us
Keyword: Dream(s)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| How I would love to | |
| trample down the apparent -- | |
| realness of my dreams! | |
| Wat zou ik de schijn- | Wie gerne würde |
| werkelijkheid van dromen -- | ich die Scheinwirklichkeit von -- |
| graag kapot stampen! | Träumen zerstampfen! |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-06
In dreams there is not what has been (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "In dromen is er niet wat er geweest is", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part VII [Acquiescence]), and in "Diary 1966-1967" (2009) - December 8th, 1966, Bologna
Collection: Self-portraits
Keyword: Dream(s)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Memories have to | |
| be visited, otherwise -- | |
| they will fall apart. | |
| Herinneringen | Erinnerungen |
| moet je bezoeken, anders -- | muss man öfter besuchen -- |
| vallen ze uiteen. | sonst zerfallen sie. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-06
The memories build (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "De herinneringen bouwen", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part VIII [Authorship], and in "Diary 1966-1967" (2009) - December 6th, 1966, Bologna
Collection: Self-portraits
Keyword: Memory: forget
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Bells are ringing, I'm | |
| walking through snow and dead wood -- | |
| and the evening falls. | |
| Er luiden klokken, | Die Glocken läuten, |
| ik loop door sneeuw en dood hout -- | ich geh durch Schnee und Totholz -- |
| en het wordt donker. | und es wird dunkel. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-06
Walking through the snow in the dark, while bells ring far away (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Een tocht door de sneeuw in het donker, terwijl ver weg klokken luiden", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part VIII [Authorship], and in "Diary 1966-1967" (2009) - November 1st, 1966, Bologna
Collection: Self-portraits
Keywords: Nature: trees, forest, Snow
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Not daring to cross | |
| the border, peering, afraid -- | |
| of something brusque. | |
| De grens niet over | Nur die Grenze nicht |
| durven, schichtig loeren, bang -- | überschreiten, ängstlich für -- |
| voor iets onverhoeds. | etwas aus dem Nichts. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-06
Walking back and forth at the borders of one's territory (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Heen en weer lopen aan de grenzen van zijn gebied", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part VII [Acquiescence], and in "Diary 1966-1967" (2009) - October 3rd, 1966, Bologna
Collection: Self-portraits
Keyword: Fear: vague
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| What role might my friends | |
| have played then in the ending -- | |
| of your bond with me? | |
| Welke rol speelden | Was war die Rolle |
| mijn vrienden in het einde -- | meiner Freunde beim Ende -- |
| van jouw band met mij? | unserer Bindung? |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-06
Wounded by my doing / I never knew (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Gewond door mijn toedoen" / "Nooit heb ik geweten", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part VI [Kees], and in "Diary 1966-1967" (2009) - September 26th, 1966, Bologna
Collection: Self-portraits
Keyword: Friendship: over
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| The people look at | |
| the beggars, one of them could -- | |
| be God's messenger. | |
| Mensen bekijken | Schau die Bettler an, |
| de bedelaars, een van hen -- | einer von ihnen könnte -- |
| kan Gods gezant zijn. | Gottes Bote sein. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-06
The are looking forward to the Messiah (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Zij zien uit naar de Messias", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part VII [Acquiescence]), and in "Diary 1966-1967" (2009) - September 24th, 1966, Bologna
Collection: Self-portraits
Keyword: Religion: allmightiness
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Their house is filled up, | |
| richly furnished, with a nook -- | |
| where they bivouac. | |
| Hun huis is vol, rijk | Ihr Haus ist voll, reich |
| ingericht, met een hoekje -- | möbliert, mit einer Ecke -- |
| waar ze kamperen. | wo sie kampieren. |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-01
Diary 1966-1967 (Frida Vogels) - 2009
"Dagboek 1966-1967" - September 23rd, 1966, Bologna
Collection: Self-portraits
Keyword: Home: security / comfort
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| The duel begins | |
| and ends face to face with their -- | |
| mutual respect. | |
| De tweekamp begint | Der Kampf beginnt und |
| en eindigt oog in oog met -- | endet Auge in Auge -- |
| wederzijds respect. | mit beider Respekt. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-06
How they, face to face (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Hoe zij, oog in oog", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part VII [Acquiescence]), and in "Diary 1966-1967" (2009) - September 18th, 1966, Bologna
Collection: Self-portraits
Keyword: War: fight
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I dig up remnants | |
| of my life, to hold on to -- | |
| That's how it was then! | |
| Ik graaf resten op | Ich grabe Über- |
| van mijn leven, als houvast -- | reste meines Lebens aus -- |
| Ja, zo was het toen! | So war es damals! |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-06
Lives are not beautiful or complete (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Levens zijn niet mooi of afgerond", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part VIII [Authorship], and in "Diary 1966-1967" (2009) - September 15th, 1966, Bologna
Collection: Self-portraits
Keyword: Memory: of one's life
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
|
I suffered a defeat |
Amsterdam, 2025-12-18
Three poems by Frida Vogels
October 17th, 1952 - Alone, alone, one is alone too much
August 30th, 1966 - A baneling
April 1st, 1969 - A defeat is not what was expected
Collection: Self-portraits
Keyword: Alone: separated
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Again and again | |
| the baneling draws the borders -- | |
| he desires to cross. | |
| Telkens opnieuw trekt | Immer wieder zieht |
| de banneling de grenzen -- | der Verbannte die Grenzen -- |
| die hij over wil. | die er vorbei will. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-06
A baneling (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Een banneling", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", 1994, Frida Vogels, part VII [Acquiescence]), in "Diary 1966-1967" (2009), and in the autobiography "In den vreemde - Kronieken" ("In foreign parts - Chronicles", 2024, Frida Vogels), chapter 'Een vriendin in Rome' (A friend a Rome) - August 30th, 1966, Bologna
Collection: Self-portraits
Keyword: Alone: separated
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| After crying out | |
| in my own arm I get up -- | |
| and rebuild the world. | |
| Na het uithuilen | Nach dem Ausweinen |
| sta ik op en dan bouw ik -- | stehe ich auf und baue -- |
| de wereld weer op. | die Welt wieder auf. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-06
A baneling (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Een banneling", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", 1994, Frida Vogels, part VII [Acquiescence]), in "Diary 1966-1967" (2009), and in the autobiography "In den vreemde - Kronieken" ("In foreign parts - Chronicles", 2024, Frida Vogels), chapter 'Een vriendin in Rome' (A friend a Rome) - August 30th, 1966, Bologna
Collection: Self-portraits
Keywords: Sadness: process, Life: lust (impulse)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
|
Strangers raised low walls |
Amsterdam, 2025-12-11
Four poems by Frida Vogels
October 5th, 1962 - They lacked nothing
October 5th, 1965 - One resorts to what one has already tried, is never
November 18th, 1965 - The betrayal lured him
August 28th, 1966 - He who is abandoned is to blame, he who finds himself alone one morning
Collection: Self-portraits
Keyword: Fear: menace
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Did we do something | |
| wrong? The soldiers have left us -- | |
| What might await us? | |
| Deden we iets fout? | Ist der Abzug der |
| De soldaten zijn weg, wat -- | Soldaten unser Fehler? |
| staat ons te wachten? | Was erwartet uns? |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-06
He who is abandoned is to blame, he who finds himself alone one morning (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Wie verlaten wordt treft schuld, wie zich op een morgen alleen ziet", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part VII [Acquiescence], and in "Diary 1966-1967" (2009) - August 28th, 1966, Bologna
Collection: Self-portraits
Keyword: Fear: threat
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I leave a little | |
| of the food I was given -- | |
| Yes, it is tasty! | |
| Ik laat wat over | Ich lasse etwas |
| van het eten op mijn bord -- | Essen auf meinem Teller -- |
| Ja, het is lekker! | Ja, es ist lecker! |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-01
Diary 1966-1967 (Frida Vogels) - 2009
"Dagboek 1966-1967" - August 19th, 1966, San Severo
Collection: Self-portraits
Keywords: Hospitality, Habits / Customs
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Not fighting back, just | |
| parry and keep eating when- | |
| ever there is food. | |
| Niet terugvechten, | Sich nicht wehren, nur |
| alleen afweren: eten -- | abwehren: weiter essen -- |
| als er eten is. | wenn es Essen gibt. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-05
How one takes the blows: not defending (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Hoe men de slagen opvangt: zich niet verweert", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part VII [Acquiescence], and in "Diary 1966-1967" (2009) - August 4th, 1966, Bologna
Collection: Self-portraits
Keyword: Care: body
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| From the discarded | |
| past, some mute shards still stick up -- | |
| in the arable. | |
| Van vroeger steken | Aus dem Land ragen |
| er in het bewerkte land -- | aus der Vergangenheit noch -- |
| wat scherven omhoog. | einige Scherben. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-05
The past that was given for better (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Het verleden dat men voor beter gaf", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part VIII [Authorship], and in "Diary 1966-1967" (2009) - July 27th, 1966, Bologna
Collection: Self-portraits
Keyword: Past: remnants
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| A tree uprooted, | |
| mud, a crack in the rock-ledge -- | |
| and clear spring water! | |
| Een boom ontworteld, | Ein Baum entwurzelt, |
| modder, een barst in de rots -- | Schlamm, ein Riss in der Felswand -- |
| helder bronwater! | klares Quellwasser! |
Amsterdam, 2017-08-06
The hard core - 1 (Frida Vogels) - 1992
Autobiographical account "De harde kern" - 1, Summer 1966, Bologna
Collection: Self-portraits
Keywords: Wonder / Marvel, Nature: trees, forest
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| In music you sense | |
| Order, wow, it just happens | |
| A perfect world now! | |
| Met muziek voel je | Mit Musik spürt man |
| Orde, jee, zomaar ineens | Ordnung, das passiert einfach -- |
| Alles vervolmaakt! | Die perfekte Welt! |
Amsterdam, 2017-08-06
The hard core - 1 (Frida Vogels) - 1992
Autobiographical account "De harde kern" - 1, Summer 1966, Bologna
Collection: Self-portraits
Keyword: Music: order, harmony
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Just in time I turn | |
| the wheel, only that abyss -- | |
| where does it come from? | |
| Net op tijd gooi ik | Rechtzeitig dreh ich |
| het stuur om, maar die afgrond -- | das Lenkrad, aber woher -- |
| waar komt die vandaan? | kommt dieser Abgrund? |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-05
The swerve (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "De zwenking", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part VII [Acquiescence], and in "Diary 1964-1965" - July 15th, 1966, Bologna
Collection: Self-portraits
Keyword: Fear: bad dream
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Throwing things away | |
| is wrong! I happily store -- | |
| things of no value. | |
| Weggooien is erg! | Wegwerfen ist schlimm! |
| Ik bewaar met genoegen -- | Ich lege gerne etwas -- |
| iets zonder waarde. | Wertloses zurück. |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-01
Diary 1966-1967 (Frida Vogels) - 2009
"Dagboek 1966-1967" - July 7th, 1966, Bologna
Collection: Self-portraits
Keyword: Possessions (stuff)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I know it here, though | |
| it does look different, but -- | |
| my dream knows the way. | |
| Ik ken het hier, al | Ich weiß es hier, auch |
| ziet het er anders uit, maar -- | wenn es anders aussieht, doch -- |
| mijn droom weet de weg. | mein Traum kennt den Weg. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-05
The dreams that bring back what was (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "De dromen die wat was terugbrengen", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part VIII [Authorship], and in "Diary 1966-1967" (2009) - July 3rd, 1966, Bologna
Collection: Self-portraits
Keyword: Dream(s)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Wanting to shelter | |
| together again in that -- | |
| draughty room of ours. | |
| Weer samen willen | Wieder gemeinsam |
| schuilen in dat tochtige -- | Schutz zu finden in diesem -- |
| kamertje van ons. | zugigen Zimmer. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-05
Back to a privacy (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Terug naar een beslotenheid", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part V [Mother], and in "Diary 1966-1967" (2009) - June 22nd, 1966, Bologna
Collection: Self-portraits
Keyword: Safety: security / comfort
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| In my diary | |
| I let go of what is fresh -- | |
| to keep hold of it. | |
| In mijn dagboek laat | Im Tagebuch lass |
| ik los wat nog vers is, om -- | ich los, was noch frisch ist, um -- |
| het vast te houden. | es festzuhalten. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-05
How one, in leaving (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Hoe men, het verlatend", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part VIII [Authorship], and in "Diary 1966-1967" (2009) - June 22nd, 1966, Bologna
Collections: Self-portraits, Whirligig Scribbler
Keyword: Writing: preserve
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| As I write, I go | |
| from pillar to post, briefly -- | |
| visiting my friends. | |
| Al schrijvend reis ik | Schreibend reise ich |
| van hot naar her, bezoek ik -- | hin und her und besuche -- |
| vluchtig mijn vrienden. | kurz meine Freunde. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-05
I visit people who live miles away (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Ik leg bezoeken af bij wie mijlen ver wonen", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part VIII [Authorship], and in "Diary 1966-1967" (2009) - June 10th, 1966, Bologna
Collection: Self-portraits
Keyword: Writing: attuning
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Was there a sentence | |
| carried out? Not by us, but -- | |
| perhaps upon us? | |
| Werd er een vonnis | Wurde ein Urteil |
| voltrokken? Niet door ons, maar -- | vollstreckt? Nicht von uns, aber -- |
| misschien over ons? | dann vielleicht an uns? |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-05
The little horses that galloped across the beach (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "De paardjes die over het strand galoppeerden", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part VI [Kees] - June 7th, 1966, Bologna (her brother Kees's birthday)
Tragedy "The tragicall historie of Hamlet, Prince of Denmarke" (1599-1602, William Shakespeare) - Where's Polonius? At supper. Not where he eats, but where he is eaten.
Collection: Self-portraits
Keyword: Judgement
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida; Shakespeare, William
| The wind blows rain on | |
| Saint Mark's Square, into the flags -- | |
| and tears a strip off. | |
| De wind waait regen | Der Wind weht Regen |
| op het plein, in de vlaggen -- | auf den Platz, in die Fahnen -- |
| Er scheurt een reep af. | Ein Streifen reißt ab. |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-01
Diary 1966-1967 (Frida Vogels) - 2009
"Dagboek 1966-1967" - June 2nd, 1966, Bologna
About Venice
Collection: Self-portraits
Keywords: City (junction), Italy, Wind
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Liquidly, I walk | |
| in the fluctuating light -- | |
| of the waterways. | |
| Vloeibaar loop ik rond | Flüssig gehe ich |
| in het bewegende licht -- | herum im bewegten Licht -- |
| van de waterstad. | der Wasserwege. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-04
The moving of water (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Het bewegen van water", published in "Diary 1966-1967" (2009, Frida Vogels) - June 1st, 1966, Bologna
Collection: Self-portraits
Keywords: Feelings (undergo), Amsterdam, Venezia
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| End of the journey. | |
| Now I plant my flag, it stands -- | |
| till we perish here. | |
| De reis is voorbij. | Ankunft. Nun pflanze |
| Nu plant ik mijn vlag, hij staat -- | ich meine Fahne, sie steht -- |
| tot we hier vergaan. | bis wir verwesen. |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-01
How he who, at the place where he arrived (Frida Vogels) - 2009
Verse "Hoe wie op de plaats waar hij aankwam", published in "Diary 1966-1967" - May 23rd, 1966, Bologna
Collection: Self-portraits
Keyword: Home: security / comfort
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Not the way it is, | |
| only the way it happens -- | |
| my life is okay. | |
| Niet zoals het is, | Nicht so wie es ist, |
| maar zoals het gebeurt, is -- | aber so wie es geschieht -- |
| mijn leven oké. | ist mein Leben gut. |
Amsterdam, 2017-08-06
The hard core - 1, and Diary 1966-1967 (Frida Vogels) - 1992
Autobiographical account "De harde kern" - 1 (1992), and "Dagboek 1966-1967" (2009) - May 15th, 1966, Blaricum
Collection: Self-portraits
Keyword: Lifestream (on the way)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| The path does not go | |
| as we thought, we're getting lost -- | |
| in compromises. | |
| Het pad loopt anders | Der Weg schwenkt ständig |
| dan gedacht, we verdwalen -- | ab, und wir verlieren uns -- |
| in compromissen. | in Kompromissen. |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-01
Diary 1966-1967 (Frida Vogels) - 2009
"Dagboek 1966-1967" - May 4th, 1966, Amsterdam
Walk through the polder and the dunes
Collection: Self-portraits
Keyword: Future: direction
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Read my family | |
| story, it is a portrait -- | |
| how I see myself. | |
| Lees mijn familie- | Die Familien- |
| verhaal, het is een portret -- | geschichte, mein Porträt, wie -- |
| hoe ik mijzelf zie. | ich mich selbst sehe. |
Amsterdam, 2017-08-06
The hard core - 1 (Frida Vogels) - 1992
Autobiographical account "De harde kern" - 1, May 4th, 1966, Amsterdam
Collection: Self-portraits
Keyword: Identity: self-image
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| If no one takes up | |
| what you write, you explain it -- | |
| in another book. | |
| Als niemand begrijpt | Wenn niemand versteht, |
| wat je schrijft, leg je het uit -- | was du schreibst, erklärst du es -- |
| in een volgend boek. | in noch einem Buch. |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-01
Diary 1966-1967 (Frida Vogels) - 2009
"Dagboek 1966-1967" - April 28th, 1966, Amsterdam
Collections: Self-portraits, Whirligig Scribbler
Keywords: Communication (sending), Writing: expression
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Do I still feel like | |
| starting something new if it -- | |
| won't last anyway? | |
| Heb ik nog wel zin | Habe ich noch Lust, |
| om aan iets te beginnen -- | etwas anzufangen, wenn -- |
| dat niet duren zal? | es nicht dauern wird? |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-01
Diary 1966-1967 (Frida Vogels) - 2009
"Dagboek 1966-1967" - April 27th, 1966, Amsterdam
Collection: Self-portraits
Keyword: Temporality
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Trying to find an | |
| attitude, as attitude -- | |
| staying on the side. | |
| Oplettend zoekend | Auf der Suche nach |
| naar een houding, als houding -- | einer Haltung, als Haltung -- |
| opzij blijven staan. | beiseite bleiben. |
Amsterdam, 2017-08-05
The hard core - 1, and Diary 1966-1967 (Frida Vogels) - 1992
Autobiographical account "De harde kern" - 1 (1992), and "Dagboek 1966-1967" (2009) - April 24th, 1966, Amsterdam
Collection: Self-portraits
Keyword: Uncertainty
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I can't fall asleep, | |
| and you don't sleep either, you'll -- | |
| never sleep again. | |
| Ik kan niet slapen, | Ich kann nicht schlafen, |
| jij ligt stil en slaapt ook niet -- | und auch du schläfst nicht, du wirst -- |
| zult nooit meer slapen. | nie wieder schlafen. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-04
Your life, those days when you were no longer alive (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Je leven, die dagen dat je niet meer leefde", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part V [Mother], and in "Diary 1966-1967" (2009) - March 11th, 1966, Bologna (about March 6-11th, 1957, the days after her mother's death)
Collection: Self-portraits
Keyword: Goodbye: dying / death
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I write down my doubts | |
| in unsent letters, perhaps -- | |
| letters to myself. | |
| Ik schrijf mijn twijfels | Ich schreibe meine |
| in onverstuurde brieven -- | Zweifel in Briefen nieder -- |
| misschien aan mezelf. | vielleicht an mich selbst. |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-01
Diary 1966-1967 (Frida Vogels) - 2009
"Dagboek 1966-1967" - February 24th, 1966, Bologna
Collection: Self-portraits
Keyword: Doubt
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I'm still being called | |
| to account for the effect -- | |
| I have had on you. | |
| Nog steeds rekenschap | Rechenschaft, immer |
| afleggen voor het effect -- | noch, für die Wirkung, die ich -- |
| dat ik op jou had? | mal auf dich hatte? |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-04
You're my enemy, aren't you? - Turned bitter (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Je bent mijn vijand, is 't niet? - Bitter geworden", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part VI [Kees], and in "Diary 1966-1967" (2009) - February 20th, 1966, Bologna
Collection: Self-portraits
Keyword: Ethics: karma
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Together we went | |
| further than we intended: | |
| beyond our friendship. | |
| Samen gingen we | Wir gingen weiter als |
| verder dan we bedoelden: | wir gewollt hatten, über -- |
| de vriendschap voorbij. | die Freundschaft hinaus. |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-01
You're my enemy, aren't you? - Turned bitter (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Je bent mijn vijand, is 't niet? - Bitter geworden", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3" [part VI, Kees], and in "Diary 1966-1967" (2009) - February 20th, 1966, Bologna
Collection: Self-portraits
Keywords: Friendship: over, Family: siblings
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| My diaries are | |
| maps and signposts for any- | |
| one who explores me. | |
| Mijn dagboeken zijn | Lies mein Tagebuch: |
| landkaarten en wegwijzers -- | Karten und Wegweiser, um -- |
| voor wie mij verkent. | mich zu erkunden. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-04
Trying (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse, published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part VIII [Authorship], and in "Diary 1966-1967" (2009) - January 31st, 1966, Bologna
Collections: Self-portraits, Whirligig Scribbler
Keyword: Writing: for attention
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I'm not a failure, | |
| and I will even exceed -- | |
| her expectations. | |
| Ik ben niet mislukt, | Ich versage nicht, |
| ik zal haar verwachtingen -- | werde die Erwartungen -- |
| gaan overtreffen. | ja übertreffen. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-04
Out of uncertainty (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Uit onzekerheid", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part VII [Acquiescence]), and in "Diary 1966-1967" (2009) - January 24th, 1966, Bologna
Collection: Self-portraits
Keywords: Ambition, Hero(ine)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| What does not rot dries | |
| out with ageing, becoming -- | |
| harder and harder. | |
| Wat niet wegrot, droogt | Was nicht verrottet, |
| uit bij het ouder worden -- | trocknet aus mit dem Alter, |
| en wordt steeds harder. | wird immer härter. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-04
How one, struck by the worst (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Hoe men, door het ergste getroffen", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part VII [Acquiescence]), and in "Diary 1966-1967" (2009) - January 12th, 1966, Bologna
Collection: Self-portraits
Keyword: Old age: process
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| You walk ahead of me, | |
| even though you are not there. | |
| I walk all alone. | |
| Je loopt voor me uit | Du gehst mir voraus, |
| al ben je er niet, ik loop -- | obwohl du nicht da bist, ich -- |
| moederziel alleen. | gehe ganz allein. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-04
The horrors of that day (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "De verschrikkingen van die dag", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part VI [Kees], and in "Diary 1966-1967" (2009) - January 11th, 1966, Bologna
Collection: Self-portraits
Keyword: Alone: separated
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Slowly rotting is | |
| not for me, I will simply -- | |
| reject any straws. | |
| Langzaam wegrotten | Langsam verrotten |
| is niets voor mij, strohalmen -- | ist nichts für mich, Strohhalme -- |
| zal ik afwijzen. | weise ich zurück. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-04
I hope to die when I'm still strong (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Ik hoop te sterven als ik nog sterk ben", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part VIII [Authorship], and in "Diary 1966-1967" (2009) - January 3rd, 1966, Bologna
Collection: Self-portraits
Keyword: Death: dying
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Pulling one thought loose, | |
| I get other ones with it -- | |
| That's my poetry. | |
| Eén gedachte los- | Einen Gedanken |
| trekkend, krijg ik er meer mee -- | lösen: weitere folgen. |
| Zo'n dichter ben ik. | Meine Poesie. |
Amsterdam, 2017-11-20
Diary 1964-1965 (Frida Vogels) - 2008
"Dagboek 1964-1965" - December 26th, 1965, Bologna
Collections: Self-portraits, Whirligig Scribbler
Keyword: Thinking (associations)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I don't want to tell | |
| any epic, just stories -- | |
| about my own life. | |
| Ik wil geen epos | Ich will kein Epos, |
| vertellen, maar verhalen -- | sondern meine eigene -- |
| over mijn leven. | Geschichte schreiben. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-03
No work (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Geen werk", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part VIII [Authorship], and in "Diary 1964-1965" (2008) - December 26th, 1965, Bologna
Collection: Self-portraits
Keyword: Writing: for attention
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I long for a house | |
| of my own, but tired I fall -- | |
| asleep as a guest. | |
| In een eigen huis | Ich möchte bloß ein |
| wil ik wonen, maar vermoeid -- | Zuhause, schlafe aber -- |
| slaap ik in als gast. | müde ein als Gast. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-03
Avoiding the place where others have already settled (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "De plaats vermijden waar anderen zich reeds vestigden", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part VIII [Authorship], and in "Diary 1964-1965" (2008) - December 25th, 1965, Bologna
Collection: Self-portraits
Keyword: Foreigners: guest
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I am rebuilding | |
| the city that banished me -- | |
| Is this a good place? | |
| Ik bouw de stad na, | Ich baue die Stadt |
| waaruit ik verdreven werd -- | nach, die mich vertrieben hat -- |
| Is deze plek goed? | Ist dieser Ort gut? |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-03
Elsewhere, they are building the city that, stone by stone (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Elders, bouwt men de stad op, die steen voor steen", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part VIII [Authorship], and in "Diary 1964-1965" (2008) - December 25th, 1965, Bologna
Collection: Self-portraits
Keyword: Safety: flight
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| In my writings I | |
| am with you again, as long -- | |
| as I reread them. | |
| In mijn teksten ben | In meinen Texten |
| ik bij jou, zijn we samen -- | bin ich bei dir, solange -- |
| zolang ik ze lees. | ich sie nachlese. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-03
I wanted to talk to you (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Ik wou met je praten", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part V [Mother], and in "Diary 1964-1965" (2008) - December 23rd, 1965, Bologna
Collection: Self-portraits
Keyword: Missing: loved one(s)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Thinking of us, back | |
| then, the chairs, the round table -- | |
| I lose it again. | |
| Denkend aan ons, toen, | Denkend an damals, |
| de stoelen, het tafeltje -- | die Stühle, den Tisch, geht es -- |
| verlies ik het weer. | wieder verloren. |
Amsterdam, 2017-11-20
I wanted to talk to you (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Ik wou met je praten", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3" [part V, Mother], and in "Diary 1964-1965" (2008) - December 23rd, 1965, Bologna
Collection: Self-portraits
Keywords: Memory: volatile, Missing: deceased
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Since your death, it's me | |
| who decides whether you think -- | |
| I am doing right. | |
| Sinds jouw dood bepaal | Seit deinem Tod ent- |
| ik namens jou of jij vindt -- | scheide ich, ob du denkst, dass -- |
| dat ik het goed doe. | ich richtig handle. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-03
- Is this okay with you? - I'm asking you now (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "- Vind je het goed zo? - Ik vraag het je nu", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part V [Mother], and in "Diary 1964-1965" (2008) - December 16th, 1965, Bologna
Collection: Self-portraits
Keyword: Memory: of someone
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Like a mole I dug | |
| up my past, readers, follow -- | |
| me through my tunnels! | |
| Als een mol groef ik | Wie ein Maulwurf grub |
| mijn verleden op, lezers -- | ich mein Leben aus, Leser -- |
| graaf mijn gangen na! | folgt meine Tunnel! |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-03
Anyone who wants to find what I hid here must be prepared (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Wie wil vinden wat ik hier verborg moet bereid zijn", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part VIII [Authorship], and in "Diary 1964-1965" (2008) - December 10th, 1965, Bologna
Collections: Self-portraits, Whirligig Scribbler
Keywords: Animals: mole, Past: discover
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| You must get closer | |
| to make out something you can -- | |
| only see dimly. | |
| Je moet dichterbij | Geh näher dran, um |
| komen om wat je vaag ziet -- | etwas, das man nur vage -- |
| te onderscheiden. | sieht, zu erkennen. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-03
The words that answer me (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "De woorden die mij antwoorden", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part VIII [Authorship], and in "Diary 1964-1965" (2008) - December 4th, 1965, Bologna
Collections: Self-portraits, Whirligig Scribbler
Keyword: Perception: observation
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| My new house is not | |
| finished yet, there are only -- | |
| some walls, high and low. | |
| Mijn huis is niet af, | Mein Haus ist noch nicht |
| er staan alleen wat muren -- | fertig, nur ein paar Wände -- |
| hoge en lage. | hohe, niedrige. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-03
Who builds what is destined for him, meanwhile (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Wie bouwt aan wat voor hem bestemd is, zich intussen", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part VIII [Authorship], and in "Diary 1964-1965" (2008) - December 3rd, 1965, Bologna
Collections: Self-portraits, Whirligig Scribbler
Keyword: Future: direction
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| On the mountain I | |
| gathered bags full of nuts, here -- | |
| there are thorn bushes. | |
| Op de berg raapte | Dort sammelte ich |
| ik zakken vol noten, hier -- | Säcke voller Nüsse, hier -- |
| staan er doornstruiken. | gibt's Dornensträucher. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-03
Where the bushes become so thorny that you can no longer break through them (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Waar de struiken zo doornig worden dat je je er niet meer kunt doorslaan", published in "Diary 1964-1965" (2008) - November 19th, 1965, Bologna
Collection: Self-portraits
Keyword: Life: effort, burden
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| He just can't keep up | |
| the wait and sneaks out of town -- | |
| the spineless traitor. | |
| Hij houdt het wachten | Das Warten ist ihm |
| niet vol en sluipt de stad uit -- | zu schwer, er schleicht sich davon -- |
| als de verrader. | als der Verräter. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-03
The betrayal lured him (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Het verraad lokte hem", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part VII [Acquiescence]), and in "Diary 1964-1965" (2008) - November 18th, 1965, Bologna
Collection: Self-portraits
Keyword: Betrayal
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| There's no one on guard | |
| anymore, but we do close -- | |
| the shutters and doors. | |
| Er staat niemand meer | Niemand steht mehr auf |
| op wacht, maar wel sluiten we -- | Wache, aber wir schließen -- |
| luiken en deuren. | Läden und Türen. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-03
No one threatened the city anymore; as was the custom (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Niemand bedreigde de stad meer; oudergewoonte", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part VII [Acquiescence]), and in "Diary 1964-1965" (2008) - November 13th, 1965, Bologna
Collection: Self-portraits
Keyword: Uncertainty
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Like it or not, you | |
| have to learn all kinds of things, | |
| you have to prepare. | |
| Leuk of niet, je moet | Wohl oder übel, |
| van alles leren, je moet -- | du musst allerlei lernen, |
| je voorbereiden. | dich vorbereiten. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-02
I thought about you: how you were constantly (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Ik dacht aan je: hoe jij steeds", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part V [Mother], and in "Diary 1964-1965" (2008) - November 11th, 1965, Bologna
Collection: Self-portraits
Keyword: Child: evolvement
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| To watch an ear and | |
| describe it precisely: that -- | |
| would be masterly! | |
| Een oor bekijken | Ein Ohr mustern und |
| en precies beschrijven: dat -- | es haarscharf beschreiben: das -- |
| zou meesterlijk zijn! | wäre meisterhaft! |
Amsterdam, 2017-11-20
Diary 1964-1965 (Frida Vogels) - 2008
"Dagboek 1964-1965" - October 31st, 1965, Bologna (Frida quotes Bert Weijde)
Collections: Self-portraits, Whirligig Scribbler
Keywords: Language: notions, Writing: a profession
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Stay vigilant, as | |
| strangers might suddenly be -- | |
| there and surround you. | |
| Blijf waakzaam, vreemden | Bleibe wachsam, du |
| zouden je zomaar ineens -- | könntest plötzlich von Fremden -- |
| kunnen omringen. | eingeschlossen sein. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-02
One resorts to what one has already tried, is never (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Men grijpt naar wat men reeds beproefde, is nooit", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part VII [Acquiescence]), and in "Diary 1964-1965" (2008) - October 5th, 1965, Bologna
Collection: Self-portraits
Keyword: Attention: caution
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| What we push behind | |
| us piles up, it is blocking -- | |
| our escape route back. | |
| Wat we achter ons | Was wir hinter uns |
| wegduwen hoopt op, blokkeert -- | schieben, häuft sich an, versperrt -- |
| onze terugweg. | uns den Weg zurück. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-02
They only had eyes for what lay before them (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Zij hadden slechts oog voor wat voor hen lag", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part VII [Acquiescence]), and in "Diary 1964-1965" (2008) - October 5th, 1965, Bologna
Collection: Self-portraits
Keywords: Past: remnants, Waste
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| An enemy may | |
| come, so four eyes are ready -- | |
| to sound the alarm. | |
| Er kan een vijand | Vier Augen stehen |
| komen, vier ogen staan klaar -- | bereit, um vor einem Feind -- |
| om alarm te slaan. | Alarm zu schlagen. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-02
They stood next to each other behind the stone rampart (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Zij stonden naast elkaar achter de stenen wering", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part VII [Acquiescence]), and in "Diary 1964-1965" (2008) - October 2nd, 1965, Bologna
Collection: Self-portraits
Keyword: Safety: protection
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Taking the wrong path | |
| and then continuing on -- | |
| where there is no path. | |
| De verkeerde weg | Nach dem falschen Weg |
| nemen en dan doorlopen -- | weitergehen, obwohl es -- |
| waar geen pad meer is. | keinen Weg mehr gibt. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-02
Choosing wrongly, loosing one's way (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Verkeerd kiezen, zich in de weg vergissen", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part VII [Acquiescence]), and in "Diary 1964-1965" (2008) - September 27th, 1965, Bologna
Collection: Self-portraits
Keywords: Stupidity, Life: discover / explore
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| My house is alive, | |
| it wants to unfold and grow -- | |
| it gives me no rest. | |
| Mijn huis leeft, het wil | Mein Haus lebt, es will |
| zich ontplooien, uitgroeien -- | sich entfalten, wachsen, lässt -- |
| en geeft mij geen rust. | mich keine Ruhe. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-02
Someone who for the construction of a hut (Frida Vogels) - 2008
Poem "Wie om een hut te bouwen", published in "Diary 1964-1965" - August 17th, 1965, San Severo
Collection: Self-portraits
Keyword: Safety: home
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Would my stories be | |
| solid enough, and is there -- | |
| a blessing on them? | |
| Zijn mijn verhalen | Meine Geschichten: |
| degelijk genoeg, en rust -- | sind sie solide, liegt ein -- |
| er een zegen op? | Segen auf ihnen? |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-01
How he who carelessly (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Hoe wie onverschillig", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part VIII [Authorship], and in "Diary 1964-1965" (2008) - August 3rd, 1965, Bologna
Collections: Self-portraits, Whirligig Scribbler
Keywords: Writing: a profession, Muse
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
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The towers project like shadows |
Amsterdam, 2025-12-08
Five poems by Frida Vogels
December 22nd, 1959 - The besieged city no one can approach
October 4th, 1962 - The enemy is in the city
June 3rd, 1965 - The sentry, who merely keeps watch, motionless
July 22nd, 1965 - The citadel
November 13th, 1965 - No one threatened the city anymore; as was the custom
Collection: Self-portraits
Keyword: War: daily life
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I am powerless, | |
| I have no defence, only -- | |
| the clothes on my back. | |
| Ik ben machteloos, | Ich hab keine Macht, |
| ik heb geen verdediging -- | keine Verteidigung, nur -- |
| slechts mijn vege lijf. | das nackte Leben. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-01
The citadel (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "De citadel", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part VII [Acquiescence]), and in "Diary 1964-1965" (2008) - July 22nd, 1965, Bologna
Collection: Self-portraits
Keyword: Powerlessness (flight)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| The land has been tamed, | |
| has become liveable, bears -- | |
| harvests and villages. | |
| Het land is getemd, | Das Land ist gezähmt, |
| leefbaar geworden, het draagt -- | bewohnbar geworden, trägt -- |
| oogsten en dorpen. | Ernten und Dörfer. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-01
The land that was cultivated for centuries, patiently (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Het land dat eeuwen lang bebouwd werd, geduldig", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part VIII [Authorship], and in "Diary 1964-1965" (2008) - July 13th, 1965, Bologna
Collection: Self-portraits
Keyword: Culture: agriculture, livestock
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| You now live within | |
| dikes that protect you from your -- | |
| own powerlessness. | |
| Jij woont nu binnen | Du lebst innerhalb |
| dijken die je beschermen -- | von Deichen, die dich schützen -- |
| tegen je onmacht. | vor deiner Ohnmacht. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-01
Polder (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem, published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part VI [Kees], and in "Diary 1964-1965" (2008) - July 6th, 1965, Bologna
Collection: Self-portraits
Keyword: Safety: protection
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Nowhere safe for long, | |
| together night and day, out -- | |
| of fright after fright. | |
| Nergens lang veilig, | Nirgendwo sicher, |
| dag en nacht van schrik op schrik -- | aus Schreck nach Schreck Tag und Nacht -- |
| bij elkaar blijven. | zusammenbleiben. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-01
The animals living on in uncounted troops (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "De dieren die in ongetelde troepen", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part VII [Acquiescence]), and in "Diary 1964-1965" (2008) - July 3rd, 1965, Bologna
Collection: Self-portraits
Keyword: Fear: insecurity
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| We say goodbye, I'm | |
| leaving, you're staying, and I -- | |
| know where to find you. | |
| We nemen afscheid, | Unser Abschied: ich |
| ik ga, jij blijft, ik weet waar -- | gehe, du bleibst, ich weiß, wo -- |
| ik je vinden kan. | ich dich finden kann. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-01
When we have said goodbye like this (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Als wij zo afscheid hebben genomen", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part VI [Kees], and in "Diary 1964-1965" (2008) - June 27th, 1965, Bologna
Collection: Self-portraits
Keyword: Goodbye: leaving
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
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Brotherly love has a knife |
Amsterdam, 2025-12-16
Four poems by Frida Vogels
Italian proverb: 'Amore di fratello, amore col coltello' (Brotherly love, love with a knife), mentioned in the autobiography "In den vreemde - Kronieken" (2024, Frida Vogels, chapter 'Kees en ik' - March 11th, 1983, Bologna)
September 7th, 1964 - I rarely can get out and look for you
September 8th, 1964 - While you're wandering around defenceless somewhere
June 22nd, 1965 - I can't write like I speak
January 11th, 1966 - The horrors of that day
Collection: Self-portraits
Keyword: Family: siblings
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| So that you can hear, | |
| I am writing you loudly -- | |
| since you don't look up. | |
| Opdat jij me hoort | Damit du mich hörst, |
| schrijf ik jou luidkeels een brief -- | schreib ich dir laut einen Brief -- |
| want je kijkt niet op. | denn du schaust nicht auf. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-01
I can't write like I speak (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Ik kan niet schrijven zoals ik spreek", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part VI [Kees], and in "Diary 1964-1965" (2008) - June 22nd, 1965, Bologna
Collection: Self-portraits
Keyword: Attention: attract
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Even though nothing | |
| divides us, we still turn our -- | |
| backs on each other. | |
| Al is er niets wat | Doch obwohl uns nichts |
| ons verdeelt, toch keren wij -- | trennt, kehren wir uns immer -- |
| elkaar de rug toe. | noch den Rücken zu. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-31
They belonged together; what divided them (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Zij hoorden bij elkaar; wat hen verdeelde", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part VI [Kees], and in "Diary 1964-1965" (2008) - June 21st, 1965, Bologna
Collection: Self-portraits
Keyword: Distance / Detachment
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| We come closer to | |
| each other, then see too big -- | |
| the gap between us. | |
| Wij komen elkaar | Wir nähern uns und |
| nader, zien dan tussen ons -- | bemerken dann zwischen uns -- |
| de te grote kloof. | die zu große Kluft. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-31
The centre of gravity that lies between two (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Het zwaartepunt dat tussen twee ligt", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part IX [Marriage], and in "Diary 1964-1965" (2008) - June 21st, 1965, Bologna
Collection: Self-portraits
Keyword: Distance / Detachment
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Knowing that despite | |
| all your hard work, you still haven't -- | |
| made any progress... | |
| Beseffen dat je | Der Begriff, man ist |
| ondanks al je gezwoeg niets -- | trotz all seiner Arbeit nichts -- |
| opgeschoten bent... | vorangekommen... |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-31
Stubbornly rowing against the current (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Koppig tegen de stroom op roeiend", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part VII [Acquiescence]) - June 9th, 1965, Bologna
Collection: Self-portraits
Keywords: Life: effort, burden, Identity: deeds
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Keep watch, as soon as | |
| someone grabs you by the throat -- | |
| you'll sound the alarm. | |
| Wacht houden, zodra | Wache, sobald dich |
| iemand je bij de keel grijpt -- | jemand an der Gurgel packt -- |
| meteen alarm slaan. | schlägst du gleich Alarm. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-31
The sentry, who merely keeps watch, motionless (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "De schildwacht, die slechts wacht houdt, onbeweeglijk", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part VII [Acquiescence]), and in "Diary 1964-1965" (2008) - June 3rd, 1965, Bologna
Collection: Self-portraits
Keyword: Attention: caution
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I left, far away | |
| I'm going from view to view -- | |
| never to go back. | |
| Ik ben weggegaan, | Ich ging weg, gehe |
| ga van uitzicht naar uitzicht -- | von Ausblick zu Ausblick und -- |
| ga niet meer terug. | gehe nicht zurück. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-31
The day on which one makes a decision (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "De dag waarop men een besluit neemt", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part VIII [Authorship], and in "Diary 1964-1965" (2008) - May 25th, 1965, Bologna
Collections: Self-portraits, Whirligig Scribbler
Keyword: Life: discover / explore
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Every heavenly | |
| path leads you there and back down -- | |
| into the real world. | |
| Elk hemels pad voert | Jeder himmlische |
| je heen en terug omlaag -- | Weg führt dich auch wieder hin- |
| weer de wereld in. | unter in die Welt. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-31
As when one descending, suddenly (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Zoals wanneer men dalend, plotseling", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part VII [Acquiescence]), and in "Diary 1964-1965" (2008) - May 15th, 1965, Bologna
Collection: Self-portraits
Keyword: Heaven / Sky / Hell
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Things will be okay | |
| with us, you think, because you -- | |
| are the stronger one. | |
| Het zal goed komen | Es wird alles gut |
| tussen ons, denk jij, want jij -- | zwischen uns, denkst du, weil du -- |
| bent de sterkere. | der Stärkere bist. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-31
You refuse the fight I'm a master of (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Je weigert de strijd waar ik meester in ben", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part IX [Marriage], and in "Diary 1964-1965" (2008) - Maye 13th, 1965, Bologna
Collection: Self-portraits
Keyword: Manly (dominance)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Not to be caught, I | |
| hurry through the street: I'm not -- | |
| going anywhere. | |
| Haastig de straat door, | Hastig durch das Dorf, |
| bang om betrapt te worden: | aus Angst, erwischt zu werden: |
| ik hoef nergens heen. | ich muss nirgends hin. |
Amsterdam, 2017-11-15
The village where you lived as a little child (Frida Vogels) - 2008
Verse "Het dorp waar je als klein kind woonde", published in "Diary 1964-1965" - May 8th, 1965, Parma
Collection: Self-portraits
Keyword: Alone: loner / single
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I lost you, it was | |
| already getting dark and -- | |
| I was far from home. | |
| Ik raakte jou kwijt, | Es wurde dunkel, |
| en het ging al schemeren -- | ich war ohne dich und weit -- |
| Ik was ver van huis. | weg von zu Hause. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-31
You who were always there when I looked for you (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Jij die als ik je zocht er altijd was", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part VII [Acquiescence]), and in "Diary 1964-1965" (2008) - May 6th, 1965, Bologna
Collection: Self-portraits
Keywords: Alone: separated, Missing: absence
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Not looking back at | |
| what was evil or good, but -- | |
| moving straight forward. | |
| Niet terugkijken | Nicht zurückblicken |
| naar wat kwaad en wat goed was -- | auf das Böse und Gute -- |
| maar recht vooruit gaan. | Nach vorne schauen. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-31
Not to look back, straight ahead (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Niet mogen omzien, recht vooruit", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part VII [Acquiescence]), and in "Diary 1964-1965" (2008) - April 27th, 1965, Bologna
Collection: Self-portraits
Keyword: Future: direction
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| He notices he's | |
| getting too close again, and -- | |
| recoils in his shell. | |
| Hij merkt dat hij weer | Er merkt, dass er zu |
| te dichtbij komt, en schrikt dan -- | nahe kommt und zuckt zurück -- |
| terug in zijn schulp. | in sein Schneckenhaus. |
Amsterdam, 2017-11-15
Diary 1964-1965 (Frida Vogels) - 2008
"Dagboek 1964-1965" - April 26th, 1965, Bologna (about the beginning of her relationship with Ennio, December 1954 in Milan)
Collection: Self-portraits
Keyword: In love: exploration
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| What the sea washes | |
| up is ballast, not kept for -- | |
| long by anyone. | |
| Wat de zee aanspoelt | Was das Meer anspült, |
| is ballast, wordt door niemand -- | ist Ballast, von niemandem -- |
| langdurig bewaard. | lange aufbewahrt. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-31
What remains when the sea retreats (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Wat achterblijft wanneer de zee zich terugtrekt", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part VII [Acquiescence]), and in "Diary 1964-1965" (2008) - April 24th, 1965, Bologna
Collection: Self-portraits
Keyword: Past: remnants
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| The faithful, age-old | |
| histories are powerless -- | |
| as weak as spectres. | |
| De trouwe, oude | Die treuen, alten |
| verhalen zijn krachteloos -- | Geschichten sind kraftlos, so -- |
| zo slap als spoken. | schlaff wie Gespenster. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-30
Nothing keeps me company: the many images (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Niets houdt mij gezelschap: de vele beelden", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part VII [Acquiescence]), and in "Diary 1964-1965" (2008) - April 18th, 1965, Bologna
Collection: Self-portraits
Keywords: Tradition, Spirit / Ghost(s)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Isn't it a spoiled life: | |
| picking flowers on the edge -- | |
| of the precipice? | |
| Een verwend leven: | Ein sehr verwöhntes |
| bloemen plukken aan de rand -- | Leben: Blumen pflücken am -- |
| van de steile klif. | Rande der Klippe. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-30
A rich life (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Een rijk leven", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part VIII [Authorship], in "Diary 1964-1965" (2008), in "Diary 1977-1978" (2014), and in the autobiography "In den vreemde - Kronieken" ("In foreign parts - Chronicles", 2024), chapter 'Brief aan Ayaan Hirsi Ali' ('Letter to Ayaan Hirsi Ali' - End of 2006, Amsterdam) - March 29th, 1965, Bologna
Collections: Self-portraits, Whirligig Scribbler
Keywords: Art (profession), Writing: seclusion
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| My book is botched, so | |
| along the way, a mistake -- | |
| must have been slipped in. | |
| Mijn boek is prutswerk, | Mein Buch ist Pfusch, mir |
| dus ergens moet er een fout -- | muss irgendwo ein Fehler -- |
| ingeslopen zijn. | unterlaufen sein. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-30
An error in calculation or construction (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Een fout in berekening of constructie", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part VIII [Authorship], and in "Diary 1964-1965" (2008) - March 17th, 1965, Bologna
Collections: Self-portraits, Whirligig Scribbler
Keyword: Writing: a profession
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Portrait in profile: | |
| you follow your own thoughts and -- | |
| you don't look at me. | |
| Portret en profil: | Porträt im Profil: |
| jij volgt eigen gedachten -- | du folgst deinen Gedanken -- |
| en kijkt niet naar mij. | und schaust mich nicht an. |
Amsterdam, 2017-11-14
Two portraits, one en face, one en profil (Frida Vogels) - 2008
Verse "Twee portretten, een en face, een en profil", published in "Diary 1964-1965" - March 5th, 1965, Bologna (about Kees)
Collection: Self-portraits
Keyword: Perception: observation
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I was at the old | |
| neighbour's last night, she pointed -- | |
| I watered her plants. | |
| Ik bezocht vannacht | Ich war letzte Nacht |
| de oude buurvrouw en gaf -- | beim Nachbarn, habe seine -- |
| haar planten water. | Pflanzen gegossen. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-30
Last night I visited (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Ik bezocht vannacht", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part XI [Deceased]), and in "Diary 1964-1965" (2008) - January 28th, 1965, Bologna
Collection: Self-portraits
Keyword: Help (social)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Yes, I live, they don't, | |
| or they do not live for me -- | |
| I won't forget them. | |
| Ja, ik leef, en zij | Ich lebe, und sie |
| leven niet, of niet voor mij -- | nicht, oder nicht für mich. Ich -- |
| Ik vergeet hen niet. | vergesse sie nicht. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-30
Those who are dead and those who are dead to me (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Wie dood zijn en wie voor mij dood zijn", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part VII [Acquiescence]), and in "Diary 1964-1965" (2008) - January 28th, 1965, Bologna
Collection: Self-portraits
Keyword: Memory: of people
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Well, what thoughts can I | |
| formulate in such a way -- | |
| that they will bear fruit? | |
| Welke gedachten | Welche Gedanken |
| kan ik zo formuleren -- | kann ich so formulieren -- |
| dat ze vrucht dragen? | dass sie Frucht bilden? |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-30
All time you hit the stone bottom (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Telkens stoot men op de stenen bodem", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part VIII [Authorship], and in "Diary 1964-1965" (2008) - January 21st, 1965, Bologna
Collections: Self-portraits, Whirligig Scribbler
Keyword: Knowledge: pass on
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| The friendships we have, | |
| with people like ourselves, are -- | |
| decent alibis. | |
| Onze vriendschappen, | Wir sind mit Leuten |
| met mensen zoals wijzelf: | wie uns befreundet, es sind -- |
| nette alibi's. | gute Alibis. |
Amsterdam, 2017-11-14
Diary 1964-1965 (Frida Vogels) - 2008
"Dagboek 1964-1965" - January 17th, 1965, Bologna
Collection: Self-portraits
Keyword: Friendship: help
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| You've beautiful clothes, | |
| yet everyone can see what -- | |
| I have wrought in you. | |
| Jouw kleren zijn mooi, | Schön, die Kleider, und |
| toch is te zien wat ik heb -- | doch sieht man, was ich in dir -- |
| aangericht in jou. | angerichtet hab. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-30
Your good suits: that's what I see (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Je nette pakken: dat is wat ik zie", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part VI [Kees], and in "Diary 1964-1965" (2008) - January 15th, 1965, Bologna
Collection: Self-portraits
Keyword: Appearances
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| The compass goes hay- | |
| wire, the sea throws me ashore: | |
| destination reached. | |
| Het kompas draait dol, | Der Kompass über- |
| de zee smijt mij op de kust: | dreht, das Meer wirft mich an Land: |
| bestemming bereikt. | Reiseziel erreicht. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-30
I'm approaching you: compasses are spinning madly (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Ik nader je: dol draaien de kompassen", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part VI [Kees], and in "Diary 1964-1965" (2008) - January 7th, 1965, Bologna
Collection: Self-portraits
Keyword: Journey: in the spirit
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I am close to you, | |
| look at the compass needles: | |
| they're spinning around. | |
| Ik ben dicht bij jou, | Ich bin ganz nah bei |
| kijk maar, de kompasnaalden -- | dir, schau, die Kompassnadeln -- |
| tollen in het rond. | drehen sich wie wild. |
Amsterdam, 2017-11-14
I'm approaching you: compasses are spinning madly (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Ik nader je: dol draaien de kompassen", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3" [part VI, Kees], and in "Diary 1964-1965" (2008) - January 7th, 1965, Bologna
Collection: Self-portraits
Keyword: Contact: closeness
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| After a long time | |
| we are back here, together -- | |
| to clear the room out. | |
| Na lange tijd weer | Nach Jahren wieder |
| op deze kamer, samen -- | in diesem Raum, gemeinsam -- |
| ontruimen we hem. | räumen wir ihn aus. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-29
The heat that leaked away (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "De warmte die weglekte", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part VI [Kees], and in "Diary 1964-1965" (2008) - December 14th, 1964, Bologna (about the evacuation of mother's house on July 16th, 1957, three months after her death)
Collection: Self-portraits
Keyword: Life: course (end)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| My Promised Land is | |
| my comfort, I can see it -- | |
| but not enter it. | |
| Mijn Beloofde Land | Mein Gelobtes Land |
| is mijn troost, ik kan het zien -- | ist mein Trost, ich sehe es -- |
| maar niet binnengaan. | kann aber nicht rein. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-29
Canaan (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Kanaän", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part VII [Acquiescence]) - December 3rd, 1964, Bologna - Moses
Collection: Self-portraits
Keyword: Comfort (consolation)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Moses fervently | |
| believed in the promise, oh -- | |
| the disappointment! | |
| Mozes geloofde | Moses glaubte sehr |
| vurig in de belofte -- | stark an die Verheißung, oh -- |
| O, ontgoocheling! | welche Enttäuschung! |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-29
She had a soft spot for Moses (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Zij had een zwak voor Mozes", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part VII [Acquiescence]), and in "Diary 1964-1965" (2008) - December 2nd, 1964, Bologna
Collection: Self-portraits
Keyword: Religion: promise
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I write to bottle | |
| my life experiences -- | |
| into bottle ships. | |
| Schrijvend bottel ik | Ich schreibe: fülle |
| mijn levenservaringen -- | meine Erfahrungen ab -- |
| tot flessenscheepjes. | in Flaschenschiffe. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-29
A lifetime of ropes, sails, planks (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Een leven lang met touwen, zeilen, planken", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part VIII [Authorship], and in "Diary 1964-1965" (2008) - November 26th, 1964, Bologna
Collections: Self-portraits, Whirligig Scribbler
Keyword: Writing: preserve
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I wait anxiously. | |
| Where could you be wandering? | |
| Don't you dare come home? | |
| Bezorgd wacht ik af. | Ich warte. Wo irrst |
| Waar zwerf je toch rond? Durf je -- | du nur umher? Traust du dich -- |
| niet thuis te komen? | nicht, Heim zu kommen? |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-29
While you're wandering around defenceless somewhere (Frida Vogels) - 2008
Verse "Terwijl jij weerloos ergens rondzwerft", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part VI [Kees], and in "Diary 1964-1965" - September 8th, 1964, Bologna
Collection: Self-portraits
Keyword: Waiting (longing)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I have lost your trail, | |
| it has been trampled for years -- | |
| by my many steps. | |
| Ik ben jouw spoor kwijt, | Deine Spur wurde |
| het is jarenlang vertrapt -- | jahrelang zertrampelt von -- |
| door al mijn stappen. | all meinen Schritten. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-29
I rarely can get out and look for you (Frida Vogels) - 2008
Verse "Ik kan maar zelden uitgaan om je te zoeken", published in "Diary 1964-1965" - September 7th, 1964, Bologna
Collection: Self-portraits
Keyword: Distance / Detachment
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I build you a town, | |
| hoping that my stones will be -- | |
| able to bear you. | |
| Ik bouw aan een stad | Ich bau dir eine |
| voor jou, alsof mijn stenen -- | Stadt, als ob meine Steine -- |
| jou kunnen dragen. | dich tragen könnten. |
Amsterdam, 2017-11-12
I build the cities where you can come (Frida Vogels) - 2008
Verse "Ik bouw de steden waar jij komen kunt", published in "Diary 1964-1965" - July 24th, 1964, Bologna
Collection: Self-portraits
Keyword: Home: loved one(s)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| His feathers are hooked, | |
| he pries himself loose, and isn't -- | |
| a bird anymore. | |
| Zijn veren blijven | Seine Federn sind |
| haken, hij wrikt zich los, en -- | verhakt, er reißt sich los, und -- |
| is geen vogel meer. | ist kein Vogel mehr. |
Amsterdam, 2017-11-12
His feathers got caught in the bow (Frida Vogels) - 2008
Verse "Zijn veren bleven haken in de strik", published in "Diary 1964-1965" - July 17th, 1964, Bologna (about Ennio)
Collection: Self-portraits
Keywords: Flying: bird, bird of prey, Freedom: fight for
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
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I approach the enemy |
Amsterdam, 2025-12-20
Two poems by Frida Vogels
December 27th, 1956 - Cowardice is going to meet the enemy
July 10th, 1964 - Not yet venturing into battle
The trench-coat is made of gabardine, a waterproof and warm fabric
Collection: Self-portraits
Keyword: War: attack
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Make preparations | |
| for a surprise, take your time -- | |
| before you attack. | |
| Voorbereidingen | Bereite zuerst |
| treffen voor een verrassing -- | eine Überraschung vor -- |
| en dan aanvallen. | und greife dann an. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-29
Not yet venturing into battle (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Zich nog niet wagen aan de strijd", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part IV [Frida], and in "Diary 1964-1965" (2008) - July 10th, 1964, Bologna
Collection: Self-portraits
Keyword: War: attack
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Your breaking up with | |
| me blocks me, it even blocks -- | |
| any thoughts of you. | |
| Dat jij brak met mij, | Deine Trennung von |
| blokkeert mij, het blokkeert zelfs -- | mir blockiert mich, sogar die -- |
| gedachten aan jou. | Gedanken an dich. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-29
I cannot write you a letter, not expect one from you (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Geen brief kan ik je schrijven, geen van jou verwachten", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part VI [Kees], and in "Diary 1964-1965" (2008) - July 3rd, 1964, Bologna
Collection: Self-portraits
Keyword: Distance / Detachment
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Then everything changed, | |
| but very soon everyone -- | |
| adapted to it. | |
| Toen veranderde | Dann änderte sich |
| alles, maar al gauw paste -- | alles, aber bald passten -- |
| iedereen zich aan. | sich alle dran an. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-29
One shock, one boulder (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Eén schok, één rotsblok", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part IV [Frida], and in "Diary 1964-1965" (2008) - July 1st, 1964, Bologna
Collection: Self-portraits
Keyword: Change: revolution
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Remembering all | |
| of it: the bends, shadows, thorns -- | |
| and my exhaustion. | |
| Alles onthouden: | Ich erinnere: |
| bochten, schaduwen, doornen -- | Kurven, Schatten, Dornen, und -- |
| en mijn vermoeidheid. | meine Müdigkeit. |
Amsterdam, 2017-11-12
You must not forget anything about the path you have travelled (Frida Vogels) - 2008
Poem "Niets mag je vergeten van de afgelegde weg", published in "Diary 1964-1965" - June 24th, 1964, Bologna
Collection: Self-portraits
Keyword: Memory: of one's life
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Backward or forward: | |
| both away from my object -- | |
| On this false track. | |
| Terug of verder: | Zurück? Weiter? Es |
| allebei weg van mijn doel -- | führt mich von meinem Ziel weg -- |
| Op dit valse spoor. | Auf diesem Irrweg. |
Amsterdam, 2017-11-10
A false trail (Frida Vogels) - 2008
Verse "Een vals spoor", published in "Diary 1964-1965" - June 23rd, 1964, Bologna
Collections: Self-portraits, Whirligig Scribbler
Keywords: Future: direction, Writing: a profession
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| The path I chose serves | |
| me no purpose. No problem -- | |
| there is no purpose. | |
| De weg die ik koos | Der gewählte Weg |
| dient me tot niets, dat geeft niet -- | dient mir keinem Zweck, schon gut -- |
| want er is geen doel. | es gibt keinen Zweck. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-28
Does it serve any purpose? Does it lead you to your goal (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Dialogue "Dient het tot iets? Brengt het je naar je doel", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part VI [Kees]), and in "Diary 1964-1965" (2008) - June 9th, 1964, Bologna
Collection: Self-portraits
Keyword: Life: course (on the way)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| You don't know how to | |
| do it differently, so you -- | |
| go on, stubbornly. | |
| Je wilt het anders, | Man weiß nicht, wie man |
| maar weet niet hoe, dus ga je -- | es anders tun soll und macht -- |
| maar verder, koppig. | einfach stur weiter. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-28
You're living below your level (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Je leeft onder je maat", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part VI [Kees]), and in "Diary 1964-1965" (2008) - June 8th, 1964, Bologna
Collection: Self-portraits
Keyword: Life: course (on the way)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I do what feels right, | |
| even if I swim into -- | |
| an obvious trap. | |
| Ik dwing me te doen | Ich tue, was sich |
| wat juist voelt, ook al zwem ik -- | gut anfühlt, auch wenn es in -- |
| daarbij een fuik in. | eine Reuse geht. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-28
Forcing yourself to (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Zich dwingen tot", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part VII [Acquiescence]), and in "Diary 1964-1965" (2008) - June 3rd, 1964, Bologna
Collection: Self-portraits
Keyword: Ethics: conscience
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Forge myself, into | |
| what feels right, into this trap -- | |
| with a strangling mesh. | |
| Ik dwing mezelf, tot | Ich schwimme in die |
| wat juist voelt, deze fuik in -- | Reuse, die eine Masche -- |
| Tot een maas me wurgt. | hat, die mich erwürgt. |
Amsterdam, 2017-11-12
Forcing yourself to (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Zich dwingen tot", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3" [part VII, Acquiescence]), and in "Diary 1964-1965" (2008) - June 3rd, 1964, Bologna
Collection: Self-portraits
Keyword: Passion
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| In despair I look | |
| at the wall, turn off the light, | |
| open the window. | |
| Wanhopig kijk ik | Ich blicke düster |
| naar de muur, doe het licht uit -- | zur Wand, schalte das Licht aus, |
| en open het raam. | öffne das Fenster. |
Amsterdam, 2017-11-10
Found unworthy - I passed the judgement myself (Frida Vogels) - 2008
Verse "Onwaardig bevonden - ik heb zelf het oordeel geveld", published in "Diary 1964-1965" - May 27th, 1964, Bologna
In desperation, opening up to the world
Collection: Self-portraits
Keyword: Depression (despair)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Blaming each other | |
| does never free anyone -- | |
| from self-righteousness. | |
| Elkaar verwijten | Anschuldigungen |
| maken verlost niemand uit -- | befreien niemanden von -- |
| zijn eigen gelijk. | Selbstgerechtigkeit. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-28
You detach from me that easily (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Dialogue "Zo gemakkelijk maak je je van me los", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part VI [Kees]), and in "Diary 1964-1965" (2008) - May 19th, 1964, Bologna
Collection: Self-portraits
Keyword: Together: discord
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I sit in her chair | |
| and I touch everything that -- | |
| belonged to mother. | |
| Ik zit in haar stoel | Ich schaue mich um |
| en raak alles aan, alles -- | und berühre alles, was -- |
| dat van moeder was. | Mutter gehörte. |
Amsterdam, 2017-11-10
I carefully, silently (Frida Vogels) - 2008
Poem "Ik nam voorzichtig, onhoorbaar", published in "Diary 1964-1965" - May 9th, 1964, Bologna
Mother's things, now in her brother's house (or thrown away by him)
Collection: Self-portraits
Keyword: Memory: of someone
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I wander around, | |
| passing the same witnesses -- | |
| and you are nowhere. | |
| Langs steeds dezelfde | Ich komme nur an |
| getuigen dwaal ik hier rond -- | denselben Zeugen vorbei: |
| en jij bent nergens. | du bist nirgendwo. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-28
Endlessly tangled crisscross paths (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Eindeloos verwarde kriskraspaden", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part VI [Kees]), and in "Diary 1964-1965" (2008) - May 8th, 1964, Bologna
Collection: Self-portraits
Keywords: Missing: loved one(s), Stray
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Rarely anyone | |
| comes to the old house, tearing -- | |
| apart from neglect. | |
| In het oude huis | In das alte Haus |
| komt zelden iemand, het scheurt -- | kommt kaum jemand, es reißt, aus -- |
| van verwaarlozing. | Vernachlässigung. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-28
Subsiding, becoming dilapidated (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Verzakken, bouwvallig worden", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part VII [Acquiescence]), and in "Diary 1964-1965" (2008) - May 8th, 1964, Bologna
Collection: Self-portraits
Keyword: Old age: ailments / defects
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Criss-cross paths, the same | |
| bramble-bush again, and you -- | |
| still untraceable. | |
| Kriskraspaden, weer | Wieder derselbe |
| dezelfde braamstruik, en jij -- | Brombeerstrauch, und du immer -- |
| nog steeds onvindbaar. | noch unauffindbar. |
Amsterdam, 2017-11-10
Endlessly tangled criss-cross paths (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Eindeloos verwarde kriskraspaden", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3" [part VI, Kees]), and in "Diary 1964-1965" (2008) - May 8th, 1964, Bologna
Collection: Self-portraits
Keyword: Love: effort / pain
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| People lose friends, and | |
| their enemies become more -- | |
| and more important. | |
| Vrienden verlies je, | Man verliert Freunde, |
| en je vijanden worden -- | und die Feinde gewinnen -- |
| steeds belangrijker. | mehr an Bedeutung. |
Amsterdam, 2017-11-08
Diary 1964-1965 (Frida Vogels) - 2008
"Dagboek 1964-1965" - April 23rd, 1964, Amsterdam
Frida Vogels quotes Han Voskuil
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keywords: Friendship: fidelity, Together: discord
Tribute to: Voskuil, Han; Vogels, Frida
| Then you locked the door, | |
| I stood there desperately -- | |
| at night by the gate. | |
| Toen sloot je de deur, | Dann hast du die Tür |
| wanhopig stond ik daar maar -- | verschlossen, verzweifelt stand -- |
| 's avonds bij het hek. | ich da, nachts am Tor. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-28
A wrong train of thought (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Een verkeerde gedachtengang", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part VI [Kees]), and in "Diary 1964-1965" (2008) - April 12th, 1964, Amsterdam (about the joint holiday in Brittany in 1954)
Collection: Self-portraits
Keyword: Sadness: suffer
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| The almond blossoms: | |
| everyone comes here to watch! | |
| Cars! And radios! | |
| Amandelbloesem: | Die Mandelblüte: |
| iedereen komt hier kijken! | alle kommen und schauen! |
| Auto's! Radio's! | Autos! Radios! |
Amsterdam, 2017-11-08
Diary 1964-1965 (Frida Vogels) - 2008
"Dagboek 1964-1965" - March 1st, 1964, Bologna
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keyword: Tourism
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| When travelling I | |
| only accept, like a queen -- | |
| a snack and a drink. | |
| Op reis aanvaard ik | Auf Reisen nehme |
| als een koning alleen wat -- | ich, wie ein König, nur ein -- |
| eten en drinken. | wenig Essen an. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-28
I accept nothing but small gifts (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Niets accepteer ik, dan kleine geschenken", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part III [Ennio and Kees]) - January 9th, 1964, Bologna
Collection: Self-portraits
Keywords: Hospitality, Simplicity
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| The memorials | |
| are the lively love havens -- | |
| for more and more cats. | |
| De monumenten: | Die Monumente: |
| levendige vrijplaatsen -- | Liebesnester für immer -- |
| voor steeds meer katten. | mehr Streunerkatzen. |
Amsterdam, 2017-11-06
Diary (Frida Vogels) - 2008
"Dagboek 1964-1965", January 2nd, 1964 in Rome
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keywords: Life: environment, Animals: cat
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| My brother. These two | |
| precious words contain eddies -- | |
| of connectedness! | |
| Mijn broer. Deze twee | Mein Bruder. Diese |
| woorden bevatten kolken -- | Worte enthalten Wirbel -- |
| van verbondenheid! | der Verbundenheit! |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-27
My brother (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Mijn broer", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part VI [Kees]), and in "Diary 1962-1963" (2007) - December 12th, 1963, Bologna
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keyword: Language: signs
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Escaped, I'm strong and | |
| can handle anything, as -- | |
| soon as I'm rested. | |
| Ontsnapt, ik ben sterk | Entkommen, ich bin |
| en kan alles aan, zodra -- | allem gewachsen, sobald -- |
| ik uitgerust ben. | ich ausgeruht bin. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-27
Fighting to break free (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Vechten om los te komen", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part IV [Frida], and in "Diary 1962-1963" (2007) - December 4th, 1963, Bologna
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keyword: Freedom: fight for
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I don't write prose, but | |
| poems, formulas that I -- | |
| keep at the ready. | |
| Ik schrijf geen proza, | Ich schreibe meistens |
| maar gedichten, formules -- | Gedichte, es sind Formeln -- |
| die ik paraat houd. | die bereitstehen. |
Amsterdam, 2017-11-03
Diary 1962-1963 (Frida Vogels) - 2007
"Dagboek 1962-1963" - November 30th, 1963, Bologna
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keyword: Writing: preserve
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I'm startled: a bird | |
| does a ragged somersault -- | |
| Thus the rag blows up. | |
| Ik schrik: een vogel | Ein Star schlägt einen |
| maakt rafelig een koprol -- | zerfetzten Purzelbaum: so -- |
| Zo waait het vod op. | weht der Lappen auf. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-27
The days when fear reigns (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "De dagen die de schrik regeert", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part IV [Frida], and in "Diary 1962-1963" (2007) - November 28th, 1963, Bologna
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keywords: Fantasy: associations, Flying: bird, bird of prey
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| In the shards you are | |
| still whole: they are pieces of -- | |
| your life in my hands. | |
| In de scherven ben | In den Scherben bist |
| jij nog heel: stukjes van jouw -- | du noch ganz: dein Leben liegt -- |
| leven in mijn hand. | in meinen Händen. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-27
Falling apart, decaying has its greatness (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Uiteenvallen, bederven heeft zijn grootheid", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part V [Mother], and in "Diary 1962-1963" (2007) - November 28th, 1963, Bologna
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keyword: Memory: of someone
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Experience and | |
| competence, toiled together -- | |
| And then the end comes. | |
| Zoveel ervaring | Geschuftet: so viel |
| heb ik bij elkaar gezwoegd -- | Erfahrung und Sachverstand -- |
| En dan komt het eind. | Und dann: das Ende. |
Amsterdam, 2017-08-09
The hard core - 1, Diary 1968-1969, and Diary 1970-1971 (Frida Vogels) - 1992
Autobiographical account "De harde kern" - 1 (1992), "Dagboek 1968-1969" (2010), and "Dagboek 1970-1971" (2011) - Autumn 1963, Bologna
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keywords: Life: course (end), Culture: heritage
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| When he concentrates, | |
| his legs begin to tremble -- | |
| Then he says something. | |
| Hij concentreert zich: | Er konzentriert sich: |
| eerst gaan zijn benen trillen -- | seine Beine beben, erst -- |
| daarna zegt hij iets. | dann sagt er etwas. |
Amsterdam, 2021-06-19
Artenio's Father (Frida Vogels) - 2020
Autobiographical account, translated from Italian; it is a summary from the diaries (2020, Frida Vogels), November 2nd, 1963 in Bologna
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keyword: Attention: focus
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| The raging wind bangs | |
| the windows and the doors and -- | |
| blows the house empty. | |
| De wind gaat te keer, | Der Wind tobt und knallt |
| slaat met ramen en deuren -- | die Fenster und die Türe -- |
| en waait het huis leeg. | Er bläst das Haus leer. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-27
Three doors in a room are too many (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Drie deuren in een kamer zijn te veel", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part IV [Frida], and in "Diary 1962-1963" (2007) - October 24th, 1963, Bologna
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keyword: Wind
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| You lay the first stones | |
| yourself, as a child, sometimes -- | |
| a wrong beginning. | |
| De eerste stenen | Die ersten Steine |
| leg je zelf, als kind, soms met -- | legt man selbst, als Kind, manchmal -- |
| een verkeerd begin. | ist der Anfang falsch. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-27
Starting wrong is necessary (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Verkeerd beginnen is noodzakelijk", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part VIII [Childhood], and in "Diary 1962-1963" (2007) - October 17th, 1963, Bologna
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keyword: Child: upgrow
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I'm stuck, people stop | |
| for a moment, reserved they -- | |
| watch my floundering. | |
| Ik zit vast, mensen | Ich stecke fest, die |
| staan even stil en kijken -- | Leute beobachten nur -- |
| naar mijn gespartel. | kurz mein Gezappel. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-27
Like a frozen fish (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Als een vastgevroren vis", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part IV [Frida], and in "Diary 1962-1963" (2007) - October 4th, 1963, Bologna
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keyword: Distance / Detachment
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| The party goes on | |
| above me, I'm having fun -- | |
| with Nino, the cat. | |
| Het feest gaat maar door | Es wird gefeiert |
| boven mij, ik vermaak me -- | über mir, ich habe Spaß -- |
| met Nino, de poes. | mit der Katze, Noh. |
Amsterdam, 2017-11-03
Diary 1962-1963 (Frida Vogels) - 2007
"Dagboek 1962-1963" - October 2nd, 1963, Bologna
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keywords: Alone: quiet, Animals: cat
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I remain standing, | |
| seeking the happiness of -- | |
| being in balance. | |
| Ik blijf overeind, | Ich bleibe stehen |
| zoekend naar het geluk in -- | und suche nach dem Glück, im -- |
| evenwicht te zijn. | Gleichgewicht zu sein. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-26
Happiness is little (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Geluk is weinig", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part IV [Frida], and in "Diary 1962-1963" (2007) - August 15th, 1963, San Severo
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keyword: Happiness (relaxation)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Scents, traces: the ant | |
| has mapped the big white bathtub -- | |
| its infinity. | |
| Geursporen: de mier | Pheromonen: die |
| heeft het bad in kaart gebracht -- | Ameise kartiert das Bad -- |
| de oneindigheid. | die Unendlichkeit. |
Amsterdam, 2017-11-03
Diary 1962-1963 (Frida Vogels) - 2007
"Dagboek 1962-1963" - August 6th, 1963, Bologna
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keywords: Animals: ant / termite / cockroach, Emptiness / Void
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I am ready, braced | |
| to jump ashore, but wildly -- | |
| the breakers ebb back. | |
| Ik sta al klaar om | Ich bin bereit, an |
| aan land te springen, maar wild -- | Land zu springen, aber wild -- |
| ebt de zee terug. | ebbt das Meer zurück. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-26
The wave carried my little boat close to the shore (Frida Vogels) - 2007
Verse "De golf droeg mijn bootje tot vlak onder de kust", published in "Diary 1962-1963" - August 3rd, 1963, Bologna
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keyword: Setback / Adversity
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| The toddler points to | |
| a hill of flesh on the beach -- | |
| and asks: Do poo-poo? | |
| Bij een berg van bloot | Das Kleinkind zeigt auf |
| op het strand wijst de peuter -- | den Berg aus Fleisch am Strand und -- |
| en vraagt: Poepje doen? | fragt: Kaka machen? |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-26
Diary 1962-1963 (Frida Vogels) - 2007
"Dagboek 1962-1963" - August 2nd, 1963, Bologna
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keyword: Thinking (order)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| You clung to me, but | |
| I am not the heroine -- | |
| you still have faith in. | |
| Jij klampte je vast, | Klammere dich nicht |
| maar ik ben niet de heldin -- | an, ich bin nicht die Heldin -- |
| op wie jij vertrouwt. | der du immer traust. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-26
You trusted me. It wasn't enough (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Je vertrouwde me. Het was niet genoeg", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part VI [Kees], and in "Diary 1962-1963" (2007) - August 1st, 1963, Bologna
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keywords: , Identity: example
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| You make me suffer: | |
| I am not the heroine -- | |
| you so long to serve. | |
| Jij laat me lijden: | Du lässt mich leiden: |
| ik ben niet de heldin die -- | ich bin nicht die Heldin, der -- |
| jij graag wilt dienen. | du dienen möchtest. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-26
You proudly thought you were my page (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Je dacht met trots dat je mijn page was", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part VI [Kees], and in "Diary 1962-1963" (2007) - July 30th, 1963, Bologna
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keywords: Hero(ine), Identity: example
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Doggedly, you climb | |
| the mountain, you don't want to -- | |
| be outdone by me. | |
| Verbeten klim je | Verbissen steigst du |
| de berg op, want je wilt niet -- | den Berg hinauf, denn du willst -- |
| voor mij onderdoen. | mir nicht nachgeben. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-26
I did it effortlessly, I was miles away (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Ik deed het moeiteloos, ik was al mijlen ver", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part VI [Kees], and in "Diary 1962-1963" (2007) - July 27th, 1963, Bologna
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keyword: Honour / Fame
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Another hero | |
| you have chosen, one worthy -- | |
| of your services. | |
| Een andere held | Nun hast du einen |
| heb je gekozen, een die -- | Helden ausgewählt, deiner -- |
| jouw diensten waard is. | Dienstbarkeit würdig. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-26
You're going out again - towards other goals (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Je trekt weer uit - op andere doelen af", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part VI [Kees], and in "Diary 1962-1963" (2007) - July 18th, 1963, Bologna
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keyword: Hero(ine)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| His good name suffers | |
| because, as a student, I -- | |
| live in poverty. | |
| Zijn goede naam lijdt | Ach, sein guter Ruf |
| eronder dat ik studeer -- | leidet: ich studiere und -- |
| en in armoe leef. | lebe in Armut. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-25
Diary 1962-1963 (Frida Vogels) - 2007
"Dagboek 1962-1963" - July 17th, 1963, Bologna (Father never paid any alimony to his ailing first wife and their two children)
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keywords: Ethics: conscience, Identity: image
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| What about the card | |
| from my loved one: rain today, | |
| sunny yesterday? | |
| Wat zegt de briefkaart | Die Karte meines |
| van mijn lief: vandaag regen, | Liebsten meint: heute Regen, |
| gisteren de zon? | gestern Sonnenschein? |
Amsterdam, 2017-11-03
Diary 1962-1963 (Frida Vogels) - 2007
"Dagboek 1962-1963" - July 15th, 1963, Bologna
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keyword: Communication (codes)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| My friends sympathise | |
| with me, but they can never -- | |
| quite understand me. | |
| Mijn vrienden tonen | Verständnis zeigen |
| begrip voor mij, begrijpen -- | sie, aber ganz verstehen -- |
| kunnen ze mij niet. | können sie mich nicht. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-25
Diary 1962-1963 (Frida Vogels) - 2007
"Dagboek 1962-1963" - June 26th, 1963, Bologna (About herzelf as a character in the autobiographical novel "Bij nader inzien" ["On closer inspection"] by Han Voskuil)
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keyword: Friendship: understanding
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| She says little, some- | |
| times something mysterious -- | |
| like a thoughtful sphinx. | |
| Zij zegt zelden iets, | Sie sagt wenig, manch- |
| soms iets onbegrijpelijks -- | mal etwas Rätselhaftes -- |
| als een wijze sfinx. | wie die weise Sphinx. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-25
Diary 1962-1963 (Frida Vogels) - 2007
"Dagboek 1962-1963" - June 26th, 1963, Bologna (About herzelf as a character in the autobiographical novel "Bij nader inzien" ["On closer inspection"] by Han Voskuil)
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keywords: Wisdom, Freedom: being elusive
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| And then it is time | |
| to get married: you do it -- | |
| if someone wants you. | |
| En dan is het tijd | Und dann ist es Zeit |
| om te trouwen: je doet het -- | zu heiraten: du machst es -- |
| als iemand jou wil. | wenn jemand dich will. |
Amsterdam, 2017-11-02
Diary 1962-1963 (Frida Vogels) - 2007
"Dagboek 1962-1963" - June 19th, 1963, Bologna
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keywords: Marriage (wedding), Lifestream (follow)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| You stand up for me: | |
| at random you dash outside -- | |
| into empty streets. | |
| Je verdedigt mij: | Du verteidigst mich: |
| in het wilde weg storm je -- | ins blaue hinein stürzt du -- |
| lege straten in. | in leere Straßen. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-25
You stood up for me (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Je nam het op voor mij", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part VI [Kees], and in "Diary 1962-1963" (2007) - May 17th, 1963, Bologna
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keyword: Combat readiness
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Wanting to be free, | |
| you let go of the helm and -- | |
| turn away from me. | |
| Je wilt vrij leven, | Du willst frei sein, lässt |
| je laat het roer los en keert -- | das Lenkrad los, wendest dich -- |
| je boos van mij af. | wütend von mir ab. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-25
You point with your hands: so confined, so stuck (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Je wijst met je handen: zo ingeperkt, zo klemgezet", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part VI [Kees], and in "Diary 1962-1963" (2007) - March 29th, 1963, Amsterdam
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keyword: Freedom: self-determination
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Sitting together | |
| is enough, the things we say -- | |
| don't have to be true. | |
| Bij elkaar zitten | Zusammensitzen |
| is genoeg, wat we zeggen -- | reicht, was wir sagen muss nicht -- |
| hoeft niet te kloppen. | unbedingt stimmen. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-25
Being with you (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Met jou samenzijn", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part VI [Kees], and in "Diary 1962-1963" (2007) - March 29th, 1963, Amsterdam
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keyword: Together: feelings
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I walk quickly on, | |
| a little out of breath now -- | |
| Completely restless. | |
| Ik loop snel verder, | Ich gehe weiter, |
| een beetje buiten adem -- | schnell, etwas außer Atem -- |
| Een en al onrust. | Völlig unruhig. |
Amsterdam, 2017-11-01
Impatient and unkind (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Ongeduldig en onhebbelijk", published in "De harde kern" - 3 ("The hard core" - 3, [part ]), and in "Diary 1962-1963" (2007), also described in "De harde kern" - 2 (1993) - March 26th, 1963
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keyword: Desire (unrest)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Unrolling the rope, | |
| untangling knot after knot -- | |
| Not flying the kite. | |
| Het touw afrollen, | Das Seil abwickeln |
| het knoop na knoop ontwarren -- | und die Knoten entwirren -- |
| en niet vliegeren. | Kein Drachensteigen. |
Amsterdam, 2017-08-18
Impatient and unkind (Frida Vogels) - 1992
Poem "Ongeduldig en onhebbelijk", written on March 26th, 1963, published in 1994 ("The hard core" - 3, part VIII [Authorship]), and 2007 ("Diary 1962-1963", also described in "De harde kern" - 2 (1993) - Summer 1939 in Laren
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keyword: Attention: focus
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I read and I thought: | |
| yes, this is how one should live! | |
| I got excited. | |
| Ik las en ik dacht: | Ich las und dachte: |
| ja, zo moet je dus leven! | ja, so sollte man leben! |
| Ik werd enthousiast. | Ich war begeistert. |
Amsterdam, 2017-11-01
Diary 1962-1963 (Frida Vogels) - 2007
"Dagboek 1962-1963" - March 20th, 1963, Amsterdam
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keyword: Identity: example
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| That's how it was then, | |
| there, in the chocolate box: | |
| my coloured pencils. | |
| Ja, zo was het toen, | So war es damals, |
| in de chocolaadjesdoos: | in der Pralinenschachtel: |
| mijn kleurpotloden. | meine Buntstifte. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-25
Much has been preserved here: the nameless (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Veel bleef hier bewaard: het nameloze", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part V [Mother], and in "Diary 1962-1963" (2007) - March 1st, 1963, Amsterdam
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keyword: Memory: token
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| The bird is injured, | |
| it's eating from my hand. Will -- | |
| it fly up again? | |
| Het vogeltje is | Das Vögelchen ist |
| gewond, het eet uit mijn hand -- | verletzt, frisst aus meiner Hand -- |
| Zal het opvliegen? | Wird es hochfliegen? |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-24
The wounded bird was not afraid (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "De aangeschoten vogel was niet bang", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part IV [Frida], and in "Diary 1962-1963" (2007) - February 26th, 1963, Amsterdam
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keyword: Flying: bird, bird of prey
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| You swim without me, | |
| the sea ripples with a sound -- | |
| of deep contentment. | |
| Je zwemt zonder mij, | Du schwimmst ohne mich, |
| de zee golft met een geluid -- | und das Meer macht ein Geräusch -- |
| van tevredenheid. | der Zufriedenheit. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-24
Withdraw (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Mij terugtrekken", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part VI [Kees], and in "Diary 1962-1963" (2007) - February 17th, 1963, Bologna
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keyword: Distance / Detachment
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Now we live apart, | |
| maybe one day we'll look back -- | |
| on it together. | |
| We leven apart, | Wir leben getrennt, |
| misschien kijken we er ooit -- | vielleicht blicken wir je zu -- |
| samen op terug. | zweit darauf zurück. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-24
We couldn't do it (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Wij hebben het niet gekund", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part VI [Kees], and in "Diary 1962-1963" (2007) - February 13th, 1963, Bologna
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keyword: Family: siblings
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I have decided. | |
| Maybe it won't work, maybe -- | |
| it will exhaust me. | |
| Ik heb besloten. | Ich habe mich ent- |
| Misschien zal het niet lukken -- | schieden. Vielleicht klappt es nicht -- |
| en mij uitputten. | und erschöpft es mich. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-24
At that moment I decided; a decision (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Op dat moment besloot ik; een besluit", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part IV [Frida], and in "Diary 1962-1963" (2007) - February 8th, 1963, Bologna
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keywords: Choice, Life: discover / explore
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| My mother: no wise | |
| lessons and no great deeds, but -- | |
| always attentive. | |
| Mama: geen wijze | Mama: weder Weis- |
| lessen of grote daden -- | heit noch große Taten, doch -- |
| maar altijd aandacht. | immer aufmerksam. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-24
You left nothing behind - a memory (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Jij liet niets achter - een herinnering", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part V [Mother], and in "Diary 1962-1963" (2007) - February 2nd, 1963, Bologna
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keywords: Attention: exist, Parents: mother(hood)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Proud: exactly ten | |
| years old! Unfortunately -- | |
| I turned eleven. | |
| Trots: precies tien jaar | Stolz: ich war genau |
| oud was ik! Tot ik helaas -- | zehn Jahre alt! Und leider -- |
| toch een keer elf werd. | wurde ich dann elf. |
Amsterdam, 2017-10-31
Diary 1962-1963 (Frida Vogels) - 2007
"Dagboek 1962-1963" - December 20th, 1962, Bologna (about 1940, Laren)
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keyword: Child: upgrow
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| So beautiful, this | |
| village, it must be painted! | |
| A big art contest! | |
| Ja, het dorp is mooi, | Das Dorf ist wunder- |
| het moet geschilderd worden! | schön, es muss gemalt werden! |
| Elk jaar een wedstrijd! | Jährlich ein Wettstreit! |
Amsterdam, 2017-10-30
Diary 1962-1963 (Frida Vogels) - 2007
"Dagboek 1962-1963" - December 8th, 1962, Bologna (about Dozza)
Promotion of tourism
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keywords: Beauty: surroundings, Tourism
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| No snow under the | |
| trees anywhere, as if they -- | |
| were warm animals. | |
| Nergens sneeuw onder | Gar kein Schnee unter |
| de bomen, alsof ze bloed- | den Bäumen, als wären sie -- |
| warme dieren zijn. | blutwarme Tiere. |
Amsterdam, 2017-10-30
Diary 1962-1963 (Frida Vogels) - 2007
"Dagboek 1962-1963" - November 29th, 1962, Bologna
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keywords: Nature: trees, forest, Fantasy: associations
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| The attack doesn't come, | |
| and we go crazy, we shout: | |
| Come on if you dare! | |
| De aanval blijft uit, | Der Angriff bleibt aus, |
| we worden gek en schreeuwen: | wir drehen durch und schreien: |
| Kom dan als je durft! | Komm, wenn du dich traust! |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-23
The enemy is in the city (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Niets ontbrak hun", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part IV [Frida]), and in "Diary 1962-1963" (2007) - October 5th, 1962, Modena
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keyword: Fear: menace
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Inside I invent | |
| everything, outside it's real -- | |
| and I have to fight. | |
| Binnen bedenk ik | Innen denke ich |
| alles, buiten is het echt -- | alles, außen ist es echt -- |
| en moet ik vechten. | und muss ich kämpfen. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-23
The enemy is in the city (Frida Vogels) - 2007
Verse "De vijand is in de stad", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part IV [Frida]), and in "Diary 1962-1963" (2007, "Natuurlijk had je gelijk", 10 oktober 1962) - October 4th, 1962, Modena (Poem about herself in response to the kidnapping of the Spanish vice-consul in Milan)
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keyword: Life: effort, burden
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Beware, they say, that | |
| somewhere among us there are -- | |
| enemies hiding. | |
| Het is onveilig, | Es ist unsicher, |
| ergens te midden van ons -- | unter uns verstecken sich -- |
| schuilen vijanden. | Feinde, irgendwo. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-23
The enemy is in the city (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "De vijand is in de stad", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part IV [Frida]), and in "Diary 1962-1963" (2007, "Natuurlijk had je gelijk", 10 oktober 1962) - October 4th, 1962, Modena (Poem about herself in response to the kidnapping of the Spanish vice-consul in Milan)
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keyword: Fear: insecurity
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I can walk again, | |
| but with a limp, and a cane -- | |
| and I'm being watched. | |
| Ik kan weer lopen, | Ich gehe wieder, |
| maar mank, en met een stok, en -- | hinkend, mit einem Stock, und -- |
| iedereen kijkt toe. | alle schauen zu. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-23
In past dreams (Frida Vogels) - 2007
Verse "In vroegere dromen", published in "Diary 1962-1963" - September 26th, 1962, Bologna (about her own knee problems and about Carmelita Merula after the bone transplant in her leg)
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keyword: Identity: image
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| The castle seems strong, | |
| but old spirits are wriggling -- | |
| out of the brickwork. | |
| Het kasteel lijkt sterk, | Die Burg wirkt stark, doch |
| maar oude geesten woelen -- | alte Geister wühlen sich -- |
| zich uit de stenen. | aus dem Mauerwerk. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-23
Like someone who lays the foundation of his castle (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Als wie het fundament voor zijn kasteel", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part IV [Frida]), and in "Diary 1962-1963" (2007) - September 23rd, 1962, Bologna
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keyword: Trauma
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Don't know what to do. | |
| My help is not expected -- | |
| only that I look. | |
| Ik weet niets te doen. | Was konnte ich tun? |
| Van mij wordt geen hulp verwacht -- | Hilfe wird nicht erwartet -- |
| alleen dat ik kijk. | nur dass ich schaue. |
Amsterdam, 2017-10-27
Powerless, I watch (Frida Vogels) - 2007
Verse "Machteloos zie ik toe", published in "Diary 1962-1963" - September 21st, 1962, Bologna
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keyword: Passivity: powerlessness
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Both parties pamper | |
| me, and I am supposed to -- | |
| side with their mercy. | |
| Beiden verwennen | Sie verwöhnen mich, |
| mij, opdat ik partij kies -- | ich soll Partei ergreifen -- |
| voor hun genade. | für ihre Gnade. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-23
I got involved in a conflict (Frida Vogels) - 2007
Verse "Ik werd betrokken in een strijd", published in "Diary 1962-1963" - September 19th, 1962, Bologna
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keyword: Power: corruption
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| First sounds of the day | |
| in the kitchen, the donkey -- | |
| looks up and listens. | |
| Eerste geluiden | Erste Geräusche |
| van de dag in de keuken -- | des Tages in der Küche -- |
| De ezel luistert. | Der Hausesel lauscht. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-23
Waiting for what (Frida Vogels) - 2007
Verse "Wachten op wat", published in "Diary 1962-1963" - September 10th, 1962, Varenna
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keywords: Animals: donkey, Attention: observe
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I can still feel the | |
| stray cat in my hands, her head -- | |
| and her rough cheek hairs. | |
| Ik voel de zwerfkat | Die Streunerkatze, |
| nog in mijn handen, haar kop, | ich spüre sie noch, die Kopf, |
| haar ruwe wangen. | die rauen Wangen. |
Amsterdam, 2017-10-27
Diary 1962-1963 (Frida Vogels) - 2007
"Dagboek 1962-1963" - July 30th, 1962, Bologna
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keyword: Animals: cat
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| If only I could | |
| understand my friends, my worth -- | |
| as they perceive it. | |
| Kon ik mijn vrienden | Ich versteh meine |
| maar begrijpen, wat ben ik -- | Freunde nicht, was bin ich wert -- |
| waard in hun ogen? | in ihren Augen? |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-22
My old friends are there in my dreams (Frida Vogels) - 2007
Verse "Mijn oude vrienden zijn er in mijn dromen", published in "Diary 1962-1963" - April 4th, 1962, Bologna
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keywords: Self-criticism, Identity: self-image
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| He keeps his worries | |
| secret, out of 'love' for her, | |
| for his very Queen. | |
| Zijn zorgen houdt hij | Er behält seine |
| geheim, uit 'liefde' voor haar, | Sorgen geheim, aus 'Liebe' -- |
| voor zijn Koningin. | zu seiner Dame. |
Amsterdam, 2017-10-25
Diary 1962-1963 (Frida Vogels) - 2007
"Dagboek 1962-1963" - January 22nd, 1962, Bologna (about Mario Mollica and Rosalba)
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keyword: Contact: reserve
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| The house is creaking, | |
| the livestock is restless, the -- | |
| danger draws closer. | |
| Het huis kraakt, het vee | Das Haus knarrt, das Vieh |
| is onrustig, het gevaar -- | ist unruhig, die Gefahr -- |
| komt steeds dichterbij. | rückt immer näher. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-22
When the high coast along the river (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Wanneer de hoge kust langs de rivier", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part IV [Frida]), and in "Diary 1962-1963" (2007) - January 18th, 1962, Bologna
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keywords: Animals: livestock, Wind
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I injured myself | |
| while practising on myself -- | |
| for the real battle. | |
| Ik heb me verwond, | Ich bin verletzt, ich |
| ik oefende met mezelf -- | habe an mir selbst geübt -- |
| voor de echte strijd. | für den echten Kampf. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-22
On my turf (Frida Vogels) - 2007
Verse "Op eigen terrein", published in "Diary 1962-1963" - January 8th, 1962, Bologna
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keyword: Combat readiness
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| After a long walk | |
| I lock what I've been thinking -- | |
| in my diary. | |
| Na een wandeldag | Meine Gedanken |
| sluit ik wat ik heb gedacht -- | beim Gehen schließ ich abends -- |
| op in mijn dagboek. | im Tagebuch ein. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-22
My thoughts come back (Frida Vogels) - 2006
Verse "Mijn gedachten komen terug", published in "Diary 1960-1961" - August 13th, 1961, San Severo
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keyword: Writing: preserve
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Most of all I like | |
| to draw things I've never seen: | |
| bridges in the sea. | |
| Het liefst teken ik | Ich zeichne gerne, |
| wat ik nog nooit heb gezien: | was ich nie gesehen hab -- |
| bruggen in de zee. | wie Brücken im Meer. |
Amsterdam, 2017-10-02
Diary 1960-1961 (Frida Vogels) - 2006
"Dagboek 1960-1961" - May 13th, 1961, Bologna
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keyword: Fantasy: imagination
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| The words love, sorrow, | |
| and kiss are so beautiful -- | |
| that I dream of them. | |
| De woorden liefde, | Die Worte Liebe, |
| verdriet en kus zijn zo mooi -- | Kummer und Kuss sind so schön -- |
| dat ik er van droom. | dass ich sie träume. |
Amsterdam, 2017-10-02
Diary 1960-1961 (Frida Vogels) - 2006
"Dagboek 1960-1961" - May 4th, 1961, Bologna
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keyword: Love: wish (thought)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Was it a nice day? | |
| he asks. Yes. You're happy? Yes. -- | |
| So at night, in bed... | |
| Was deze dag fijn? | War dieser Tag schön? |
| vraagt hij. Ja. Ben je blij? Ja. -- | fragt er. Ja. Alles gut? Ja. -- |
| Dus 's avonds in bed... | Also nachts im Bett... |
Amsterdam, 2017-10-02
Diary 1960-1961 (Frida Vogels) - 2006
"Dagboek 1960-1961" - May 2nd, 1961, Bologna
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keyword: Love: intimacy (physical)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| The train runs for hours, | |
| nothing changes, still I don't -- | |
| see any flies yet. | |
| Er verandert niets, | Es ändert sich nichts, |
| de trein rijdt een hele dag -- | der Zug fährt den ganzen Tag -- |
| Nog geen vlieg te zien. | Noch keine Fliegen. |
Amsterdam, 2017-10-05
Diary 1960-1961 (Frida Vogels) - 2006
"Dagboek 1960-1961" - December 17th, 1961, Bologna (about late April, 1961, in the train to Italy)
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keyword: Calm: standstill
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| The professor's book | |
| is discounted, outdated -- | |
| at his retirement. | |
| Het boek van de prof | Das Buch des Prof ist |
| is afgeprijsd, verouderd -- | rabattiert, veraltet seit -- |
| bij zijn pensioen. | seinem Ruhestand. |
Amsterdam, 2017-10-01
Diary 1960-1961 (Frida Vogels) - 2006
"Dagboek 1960-1961" - April 25th, 1961, Amsterdam
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keywords: Lifestream (go by), Old age: watching
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Listlessly, I hang | |
| around the garden, staring -- | |
| shall I, shall I not? | |
| Lamlendig hang ik | Lustlos hänge ich |
| maar rond in de tuin, starend -- | herum im Garten, starre -- |
| zal ik, zal ik niet? | soll ich, soll ich nicht? |
Amsterdam, 2017-10-01
Diary 1960-1961 (Frida Vogels) - 2006
"Dagboek 1960-1961" - April 18th, 1961, Amsterdam
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keyword: Doubt
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| At my desk, I sit | |
| restlessly writing, scratching -- | |
| into bumpy ice. | |
| Onrustig zit ik | Unruhig sitze |
| thuis te schrijven, te krassen -- | ich da und schreibe, kratze -- |
| in bobbelig ijs. | ins holprige Eis. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-22
An empty restlessness (Frida Vogels) - 2006
Verse "Een lege onrust", published in "Diary 1960-1961" - March 23rd, 1961, Amsterdam
Collections: Beyond the Cape, Whirligig Scribbler
Keywords: Passion, Writing: expression
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Standing in the sun! | |
| All around me, life beckons -- | |
| First get used to it. | |
| Weer in de zon staan! | Wieder die Sonne! |
| Om mij heen lokt het leven -- | Überall lockt das Leben -- |
| Eerst even wennen. | Erstmal gewöhnen. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-22
An animal after hibernation (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Een dier na de winterslaap", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part IV [Frida]), and in "Diary 1960-1961" (2006) - March 24th, 1961, Amsterdam
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keywords: Life: lust (impulse), Spring
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| What help can good deeds | |
| be for me? They never shall -- | |
| bring you back to me. | |
| Wat helpen goede | Helfen mir gute |
| daden mij? Ze brengen jou -- | Taten? Ach, sie bringen dich -- |
| niet terug bij mij. | nicht zurück zu mir. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-22
I act like (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Ik gedraag mij", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part VI [Kees]), and in "Diary 1960-1961" (2006) - January 20th, 1961, Bologna
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keywords: Missing: loved one(s), Ethics: conscience
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| It's under the sky | |
| where I want to live, the stars -- | |
| will show me the way. | |
| Onder de hemel | Ich möchte unter |
| wil ik leven, de sterren -- | dem Himmel leben, Sterne -- |
| wijzen mij de weg. | zeigen mir den Weg. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-22
He who sailed by the stars (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Wie op sterren zeilde", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part IV [Frida]), and in "Diary 1960-1961" (2006) - January 1st, 1961, Bologna
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keyword: Space
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Your and my tissues | |
| are growing in one matrix -- | |
| that of our marriage. | |
| Jouw en mijn weefsels | Unser Gewebe |
| groeien in één matrix, die -- | wächst in einer Matrix, der -- |
| van ons huwelijk. | unserer Ehe. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-21
I can't miss you (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Ik kan je niet missen", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part III [Ennio and Kees]), and in "Diary 1960-1961" (2006) - November 18th, 1960, Milan
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keyword: Marriage (relationship)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I'm licking my wounds, | |
| and I'll have to stay here now -- | |
| I don't dare go back. | |
| Ik lik mijn wonden, | Ich lecke meine |
| hier zal ik moeten blijven -- | Wunden, ich traue mich nicht -- |
| Ik durf niet terug. | zurückzugehen. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-21
The injured animal (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Het gekwetste dier", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part IV [Frida]), in "Diary 1960-1961" (2006), and in "Diary 1964-1965" (2008) - November 30th, 1960, Bologna
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keyword: Fear: insecurity
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| He pushes my love | |
| five years back in time, to when -- | |
| he was not there yet. | |
| Hij duwt mijn liefde | Meine Liebe schickt |
| terug in de tijd, toen hij- | er zurück in die Zeit, als -- |
| zelf er nog niet was. | es ihn noch nicht gab. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-21
My love is / My attachment is (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Mijn liefde is" / "Mijn hechten is", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part III [Ennio and Kees]), and in "Diary 1960-1961" (2006) - October 16th, 1960, Strasbourg
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keyword: Love: inability
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| No thoughts, light-headed | |
| by the view over the sea -- | |
| and the calming sounds. | |
| Geen gedachten, licht | Keine Gedanken, |
| in het hoofd van het uitzicht -- | so benommen vom Anblick -- |
| Kalme geluiden. | Ruhige Klänge. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-21
You see it, deep below you (Frida Vogels) - 2006
Poem "Je ziet het, diep beneden je", published in "Diary 1960-1961" - October 9th, 1960, Milan (about Sestri in 1953)
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keywords: Meditation, Calm: space
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Of course the monk must | |
| be canonised, in view of -- | |
| the economy. | |
| De monnik moet wel | Der Mönch muss heilig- |
| heilig verklaard worden, voor -- | gesprochen werden, aus wirt- |
| de economie. | schaftlichen Gründen. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-21
Diary 1960-1961 (Frida Vogels) - 2006
"Dagboek 1960-1961" - August 8th, 1960, San Severo (about San Giovanni Rotondo, where Padre Pio lives)
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keywords: Religion: holiness, Economy
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| You see the big holes | |
| in the castle, but you don't -- | |
| ask any questions. | |
| Je ziet de grote | Man sieht die großen |
| gaten in het kasteel, maar -- | Löcher im Schloss schon, aber -- |
| je stelt geen vragen. | Fragen stellt man nicht. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-21
Often the present is now decided (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Dikwijls is het heden nu besloten", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part III [Ennio and Kees]), and in "Diary 1960-1961" (2006) - June 5th, 1960, Milan
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keyword: Curiosity: fantasy
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Hey, he looks past me, | |
| completely preoccupied -- | |
| with my arrival. | |
| Hij kijkt langs me heen, | Na, er schaut an mir |
| volledig in gedachten -- | vorbei, völlig beschäftigt -- |
| over mijn aankomst. | mit meiner Ankunft. |
Amsterdam, 2017-09-25
Diary 1960-1961 (Frida Vogels) - 2006
"Dagboek 1960-1961" - April 12th, 1960, Amsterdam
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keyword: Attention: focus
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| You are walking home | |
| and pick flowers, unaware -- | |
| that I will leave soon. | |
| Lopend naar ons huis | Du kommst nach Hause |
| pluk jij bloemen, onwetend -- | und pflückst Blumen, ahnungslos -- |
| dat ik weg zal gaan. | dass ich weggehe. |
Amsterdam, 2017-07-13
I always had to leave (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Altijd moest ik weggaan", published in the collection "De harde kern" - 3 ("The hard core" - 3, part V [Mother]), and in the autobiography "In den vreemde - Kronieken" ("In foreign parts - Chronicles" (2024), chapter 'De dood van moeder' (Mother's death) - January 22nd, 1960, Amsterdam
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keyword: Parenthood
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Within the ramparts, | |
| without any food supplies -- | |
| with only the view. | |
| Binnen de muren, | Es gibt kein Essen |
| zonder eten, met alleen -- | innerhalb der Stadtmauern -- |
| nog maar het uitzicht. | nur noch die Aussicht. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-21
The besieged city no one can approach (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "De belegerde stad kan niemand benaderen", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part IV [Frida]), in "Diary 1958-1959" (2006), and in the autobiography "In den vreemde - Kronieken" ("In foreign parts - Chronicles", 2024), chapter 'Brief aan Ennio' (Letter to Ennio) - December 22nd, 1959, Milan
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keyword: Alone: separated
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Really, the witch has | |
| been in my bedroom! Mama -- | |
| move over a bit. | |
| Echt waar, de heks was | Wirklich, die Hexe |
| in mijn slaapkamer! Mama -- | war im Schlafzimmer! Mama -- |
| schuif eens op voor mij. | rutsch bitte mal auf. |
Amsterdam, 2017-09-19
Diary 1958-1959 (Frida Vogels) - 2006
"Dagboek 1958-1959" - December 6th, 1959, Milan (Befana)
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keyword: Fear: bad dream
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Living simple, no | |
| belongings, just floating on -- | |
| a plank in the sea. | |
| Simpel leven, geen | Einfach zu leben, |
| spullen, alleen maar drijven -- | kein Kram, nur im Meer treiben -- |
| op een plank in zee. | auf einem Holzbrett. |
Amsterdam, 2017-09-19
Limiting life (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Het leven beperken", published in "De harde kern" - 3 ("The hard core" - 3, 1994), and in "Diary 1958-1959" (2006) - November 30th, 1959, Milan
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keyword: Simplicity
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| The lightning threatened | |
| and struck: astonished and charred -- | |
| is the leafless tree. | |
| De bliksem dreigde | Der Blitz drohte und |
| en sloeg toe: verbaasd en zwart -- | schlug zu: erstaunt und verbrannt -- |
| de bladloze boom. | der blattlose Baum. |
Amsterdam, 2017-09-19
The lightning threatened (Frida Vogels) - 2006
Poem "De bliksem dreigde", published in "Diary 1958-1959" - November 14th, 1959, Milan
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keyword: Nature: trees, forest
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Managed to escape, | |
| but it's cold where I'm hiding -- | |
| It is cold to death. | |
| Ik kon ontsnappen, | Ich entkam, aber |
| maar het is koud waar ik schuil -- | hier, wo ich mich verstecke -- |
| Het is stervenskoud. | ist es sterbenskalt. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-21
Like a reindeer jumping over the fence (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Als een rendier dat over de omheining sprong", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part IV [Frida]), and in "Diary 1958-1959" (2006) - November 13th, 1959, Milan
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keyword: Alone: loner / single
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I cannot comfort, | |
| only write down the sadness -- | |
| and be of service. | |
| Ik kan niet troosten, | Ich kann nicht trösten, |
| verdriet alleen noteren -- | nur den Kummer aufschreiben -- |
| en gedienstig zijn. | und dienstfertig sein. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-21
I think of lives more real than mine (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Ik denk aan echter levens dan het mijne", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part III [Ennio and Kees]), and in "Diary 1958-1959" (2006) - November 12th, 1959, Milan (about her relationship with Dea)
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keywords: Comfort (consolation), Care: brotherly love
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Inconsolable | |
| you are, and I am poor, how -- | |
| could I comfort you? | |
| Ontroostbaar ben jij, | Du bist untröstlich, |
| en ik ben arm, hoe zou ik -- | und ich bin arm, wie könnte -- |
| jou kunnen troosten? | ich dich dann trösten? |
Amsterdam, 2017-09-19
I think of lives more real than mine (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Ik denk aan echter levens dan het mijne", published in "De harde kern" - 3 (1994), and in "Diary 1958-1959" (2006) - November 12th, 1959, Milan
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keyword: Sadness: mourning
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Looking for the way | |
| I come to an open space -- | |
| where I now linger. | |
| Ik zoek een uitweg | Wo ist der Ausweg? |
| en kom op een open plek -- | Ich finde eine Lichtung -- |
| waar ik blijf talmen. | und verweile dort. |
Amsterdam, 2017-09-19
Thinking about something (Frida Vogels) - 2006
Poem "Ergens over denkend", published in "Diary 1958-1959" - October 16th, 1959, Amsterdam
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keyword: Life: discover / explore
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| The fastest blower | |
| has curly hair, it is stuffed -- | |
| with the paper darts. | |
| De snelste blazer | Der schnellste Bläser |
| heeft krullend haar, het zit vol -- | hat lockiges Haar, besteckt -- |
| papieren pijltjes. | mit Papierpfeilen. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-01
In foreign parts - Chronicles (Frida Vogels) - 2024
Autobiography "In den vreemde - Kronieken", chapter 'Een migrantengezin in Milaan' (A migrant family in Milan) - Shooting paper darts with a blowpipe (Milan, 1959)
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keywords: Playing: fight, Creativity
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Can I be myself, | |
| not let go, but from now on -- | |
| just control myself? | |
| Kan ik mezelf zijn, | Kann ich ich selbst sein, |
| me niet laten gaan, mezelf -- | mich nicht gehen lassen, mich -- |
| in de hand houden? | hinfort beherrschen? |
Amsterdam, 2017-09-19
Diary 1958-1959 (Frida Vogels) - 2006
"Dagboek 1958-1959" - July 23rd, 1959, Milan
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keywords: Identity: deeds, Willpower
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Dividing people | |
| into friends and enemies -- | |
| that's just indolence. | |
| De mensen scheiden | Menschen in Freunde |
| in vrienden en vijanden -- | und Feinde einteilen, das -- |
| dat is gemakzucht. | ist einfach Faulheit. |
Amsterdam, 2017-09-19
Diary 1958-1959 (Frida Vogels) - 2006
"Dagboek 1958-1959" - July 2nd, 1959, Milan
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keywords: Passivity: easiness (sloth), Order: society
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| A butterfly, dazed | |
| after the storm, quietly -- | |
| resting in my hands. | |
| Een vlinder, versuft | Ein benommener |
| na de storm, rust gewillig -- | Schmetterling ruht nach dem Sturm -- |
| uit in mijn handen. | in meinen Händen. |
Amsterdam, 2017-09-19
Diary 1958-1959 (Frida Vogels) - 2006
"Dagboek 1958-1959" - June 28th, 1959, Bologna
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keyword: Flying: butterfly / moth
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Yet this anecdote | |
| about father says little -- | |
| about who he is. | |
| De anekdote | Die Anekdote |
| over vader zegt weinig -- | über Vater sagt wenig -- |
| over wie hij is. | über ihn selbst aus. |
Amsterdam, 2017-09-19
Diary 1958-1959 (Frida Vogels) - 2006
"Dagboek 1958-1959" - October 11th, 1959, Amsterdam
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keyword: Stories: truth / untruth
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| The distance, low light, | |
| our shadows reach from the path -- | |
| far ahead of us. | |
| De verte, laag licht, | Die Kimm, tiefes Licht, |
| onze schaduwen reiken -- | unsere Schatten strecken -- |
| ver van het pad af. | sich weit vom Weg weg. |
Amsterdam, 2017-09-19
The low light striking over a field (Frida Vogels) - 2006
Poem "Het lage licht dat over een veld strijkt", published in "Diary 1958-1959" - May 5th, 1959, Amsterdam (a walk on the Hoge Veluwe)
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keyword: Evening
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| In both houses I sit | |
| at the table like this, I -- | |
| am the steady point. | |
| In beide huizen | In beiden Häusern |
| zit ik zo aan tafel, ik -- | sitze ich so am Tisch, ich -- |
| ben het vaste punt. | bin der feste Punkt. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-21
I think of the other table (Frida Vogels) - 2006
Poem "Ik denk aan de andere tafel", published in "Diary 1958-1959" - April 27th, 1959, Amsterdam
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keyword: Order: pattern
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I now wish to write | |
| a poem, in lignes claires -- | |
| all that torments me. | |
| Ik wil een gedicht | Ein Gedicht möchte |
| schrijven, in klare lijnen -- | ich schreiben, in Lignes claires -- |
| alles wat me kwelt. | alles, was mich quält. |
Amsterdam, 2017-09-18
I would like to write a poem (Frida Vogels) - 2006
Poem "Ik zou wel een gedicht willen schrijven", published in "Diary 1958-1959" - April 19th, 1959, Amsterdam
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keyword: Writing: emotions
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Keeping back one's doubt | |
| is not lying, because truth -- | |
| does not exist yet. | |
| Twijfel verzwijgen | Zweifel verschweigen |
| is geen liegen, want waarheid -- | ist kein Lügen, denn Wahrheit -- |
| heb je dan nog niet. | gibt es dann noch nicht. |
Amsterdam, 2017-09-18
Diary 1958-1959 (Frida Vogels) - 2006
"Dagboek 1958-1959" - April 19th, 1959, Amsterdam
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keywords: Doubt, Ethics: lie
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Between you and me | |
| I come to an open space -- | |
| where I now linger. | |
| Tussen jou en mij | Zwischen dir und mir? |
| en kom op een open plek -- | Ich finde eine Lichtung -- |
| waar ik blijf talmen. | und verweile dort. |
Amsterdam, 2017-10-01
Sometimes I hear it for a moment (Frida Vogels) - 2006
Poem "Soms hoor ik het even", published in "Diary 1960-1961" - April 15th, 1961, Amsterdam (about the visit Kees and she made to 'aunt' Clas in Gorssel)
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keyword: Memory: melancholy
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| For me, hard facts are | |
| the retrospectively formed -- | |
| feelings about them. | |
| Voor mij zijn feiten | Für mich sind Fakten |
| het achteraf gevormde -- | die nachträglich geformten -- |
| gevoel erover. | Gefühle dazu. |
Amsterdam, 2017-09-18
Diary 1958-1959 (Frida Vogels) - 2006
"Dagboek 1958-1959" - April 13th, 1959, Strasbourg
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keyword: Reason: and feelings
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| My pay is stolen, | |
| getting it back is hard, is -- | |
| not worth the effort. | |
| Mijn gestolen loon: | Mein Lohn, gestohlen: |
| het terug zien te krijgen -- | es zurückzubekommen -- |
| loont de moeite niet. | lohnt die Mühe nicht. |
Amsterdam, 2017-09-17
Diary 1958-1959 (Frida Vogels) - 2006
"Dagboek 1958-1959" - February 28th, 1959, Milan
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keyword: Life: effort, burden
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Memories always | |
| are very personally -- | |
| labelled and arranged. | |
| Herinneringen | Erinnerungen |
| zijn altijd heel persoonlijk -- | werden immer persönlich -- |
| geclassificeerd. | eingeordnet. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-21
The memories come (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "De herinneringen komen", published in the collection "De harde kern" - 3 ("The hard core" 3, part V [Mother]), and in "Diary 1958-1959" (2006) - February 2nd, 1959, Milan (after the death of 'aunt' Clas)
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keyword: Memory: of one's life
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| You are dead, unreal | |
| is the order of your things -- | |
| Meaningless fiction. | |
| Jij bent dood, onecht | Du bist tot, unecht |
| de orde van jouw spullen -- | die Ordnung deiner Sachen -- |
| Zinloze fictie. | Sinnlose Fiktion. |
Amsterdam, 2017-09-17
The memories come (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "De herinneringen komen", published in "De harde kern" - 3 (1994), and in "Diary 1958-1959" (2006) - February 2nd, 1959, Milan
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keyword: Goodbye: objects
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Connect three points with | |
| a straight line, it's possible -- | |
| if it's a broad line. | |
| Verbind drie punten | Eine Gerade |
| door een rechte lijn, dat kan -- | kann drei Punkte verbinden -- |
| met een brede lijn. | wenn sie sehr breit ist. |
Amsterdam, 2017-09-17
Diary 1958-1959 (Frida Vogels) - 2006
"Dagboek 1958-1959" - January 29th, 1959, Milan
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keyword: Reason: logic
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Writing amplifies | |
| my paralysis, my sense -- | |
| that compels action. | |
| Mijn dagboek versterkt | Mein Schreiben verstärkt |
| mijn lamheid, mijn voorgevoel -- | die Lähmung, die Vorahnung -- |
| dat tot actie noopt. | dass ich handeln muss. |
Amsterdam, 2017-09-17
Diary 1958-1959 (Frida Vogels) - 2006
"Dagboek 1958-1959" - January 20th, 1959, Milan
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keyword: Passivity: fear
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| It's shallow here, with | |
| an undertow, I'm falling -- | |
| The buoy starts spinning. | |
| Het is ondiep, met | Das Wasser ist seicht, |
| een onderstroom, ik val om -- | mit einem Sog, ich falle -- |
| De boei gaat tollen. | Die Boje dreht sich. |
Amsterdam, 2017-09-17
Where there was a little buoy (Frida Vogels) - 2006
Poem "Waar een kleine boei was", published in "Diary 1958-1959" - December 23rd, 1958, Milan
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keyword: Reason: ignore
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| We can bridge the gap, | |
| now that we have filled it in -- | |
| to a border line. | |
| We overbruggen | Wir überbrücken |
| de afgrond, hij is gedicht -- | die Kluft, abgedichtet, nur -- |
| tot slechts een grenslijn. | noch eine Grenze. |
Amsterdam, 2017-09-17
For years we only had eyes for each other (Frida Vogels) - 2006
Poem "Jarenlang hadden wij slechts ogen voor elkaar", published in "Diary 1958-1959" - December 8th, 1958, Milan
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keyword: Distance / Detachment
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Defenceless rider, | |
| at night under the whisper -- | |
| of rustling branches. | |
| Weerloos de ruiter, | Wehrlos der Reiter, |
| 's nachts onder het fluisteren -- | nachts unter das Geflüster -- |
| van ritseltakken. | der Raschelzweige. |
Amsterdam, 2017-09-17
The night rider (Frida Vogels) - 2006
Poem "De nachtelijke ruiter", published in "Diary 1958-1959" - December 8th, 1958, Milan
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keywords: Fear: vague, Night
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I dream about us | |
| in a muddle, as mixed up -- | |
| as we interact. | |
| Ik droom over ons | Ich träume von uns, |
| net zo warrig als dat wij -- | so durcheinander wie wir -- |
| met elkaar omgaan. | uns auch begegnen. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-20
Unwillingly, reluctantly I force myself (Frida Vogels) - 2006
Poem "Onwillig, tegenstrevend dwing ik mij", published in "Diary 1958-1959" - December 6th, 1958, Milan (about her marriage)
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keyword: Communication (half, half-hearted)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| They're walking along | |
| with us, on the other side, | |
| and take the bridge too. | |
| Zij lopen met ons | Sie gehen mit uns, |
| mee, aan de andere kant, | auf der anderen Seite, |
| nemen ook de brug. | dann auf der Brücke. |
Amsterdam, 2017-09-17
Sunday afternoon: a clear winter day (Frida Vogels) - 2006
Poem "Zondagmiddag: een heldere winterse dag", published in "Diary 1958-1959" - November 28th, 1958, Milan (about November 16th, 1958, walking near Nootdorp)
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keyword: Mirror
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| My town, the canals, | |
| the river, my house and all -- | |
| isn't mine anymore. | |
| Mijn stad, de grachten, | Meine Stadt, der Fluss, |
| de rivier en mijn huis, ach -- | die Kanäle und mein Haus -- |
| het is mijn niet meer. | sie sind nicht mehr meins. |
Amsterdam, 2017-09-17
Eve of departure (Frida Vogels) - 2006
Poem "Vooravond van vertrek", published in "Diary 1958-1959" - November 18th, 1958, Amsterdam
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keyword: Home: displaced
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| It's lovely to be | |
| in my hotel room all day: | |
| I am in Paris! | |
| Heerlijk heel de dag | Schön den ganzen Tag |
| in mijn hotelkamer, oh -- | in meinem Hotelzimmer: |
| ik ben in Parijs! | ich bin in Paris! |
Amsterdam, 2017-09-09
I'm writing this (Frida Vogels) - 2006
Poem "Ik schrijf dit", published in "Diary 1958-1959" - November 1st, 1958, Paris
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keywords: Expectation, Paris
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Don't lead me around | |
| your world, let me discover -- | |
| it for myself please. | |
| Nee, leid me niet rond | Führe mich nicht durch |
| in jouw wereld, laat me toch -- | deine Welt, bitte lass mich -- |
| haar zelf ontdekken. | sie selbst entdecken. |
Amsterdam, 2017-09-09
I assimilate your world (Frida Vogels) - 2006
Poem "Ik maak me jouw wereld eigen", published in "Diary 1958-1959" - November 1st, 1958, Paris (about Rome)
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keyword: Life: discover / explore
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| It's only a part | |
| of me that decides, that's it -- | |
| for my whole being. | |
| Slechts een deel van mij | Nur ein Teil von mir |
| beslist, en dat is het dan -- | entscheidet, und das ist es -- |
| voor mijn hele ik. | für mein ganzes Selbst. |
Amsterdam, 2017-09-09
Conversations with Kafka (1951, Gustav Janouch)
Diary 1958-1959 (Frida Vogels) - 2006
Janouch: The content of the human ego is greater than the narrowly defined field of vision of the momentary consciousness. Consciousness is only a part of the ego. However, with every decision, one gives direction to one's entire ego. This is how the most common and serious clashes of misunderstanding occur.
"Dagboek 1958-1959" - October 24th, 1958, in the train to Italy
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keyword: Reason: and feelings
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida; Kafka, Franz
| I stand quietly | |
| on guard, my thoughts come closer -- | |
| but stay out of sight. | |
| Stil sta ik op wacht, | Ich stehe Wache, |
| mijn gedachten naderen -- | Gedanken nähern sich, sind -- |
| maar blijven uit zicht. | aber außer Sicht. |
Amsterdam, 2017-09-08
I walk in semidarkness (Frida Vogels) - 2006
Poem "Ik wandel in het halfdonker", published in "Diary 1958-1959" - October 10th, 1958, Luxemburg
Also poem "De schildwacht, die slechts wacht houdt" ("The sentry who only keeps watch"), published in "Diary 1964-1965" (2008) - June 3rd, 1965, Bologna
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keyword: Thinking (meditation)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| There is no detour, | |
| my goal unreachable, blocked -- | |
| by the obstacle. | |
| Er is geen omweg, | Mein Ziel erweist sich |
| mijn doel is onbereikbaar -- | als unerreichbar, blockiert -- |
| door het obstakel. | durch das Hindernis. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-20
A catastrophe (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Een katastrofe", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part IV [Frida]), and in "Diary 1958-1959" (2006) - October 7th, 1958, Luxemburg (about a walk along Lake Albano [Lago di Albano], Palazzuolo, near Castel Gandolfo)
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keyword: Setback / Adversity
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Once again we walk | |
| in the old track, we're absent -- | |
| There is no meeting. | |
| Opnieuw lopen we | Wieder gehen wir |
| in een oud spoor, afwezig -- | den alten Spur, abwesend -- |
| Zonder ontmoeting. | Ohne Begegnung. |
Amsterdam, 2017-09-06
I walk beside you again (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Ik loop weer naast je, published in "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core", 1994), and in "Diary 1958-1959" (2006) - May 19th, 1958, Luxemburg (about the beach walk near Bergen with Kees, on May 17th, 1958)
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keyword: Family: siblings
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Once again we walk | |
| by the sea, as yet looking -- | |
| so expectantly. | |
| We lopen weer langs | Wieder gehen wir |
| de zee en we kijken nog -- | am Meer entlang, sind immer -- |
| steeds vol verwachting. | noch erwartungsvoll. |
Amsterdam, 2017-09-06
I walk beside you again (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Ik loop weer naast je, published in "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core", 1994), and in "Diary 1958-1959" (2006) - May 19th, 1958, Luxemburg (about the beach walk near Bergen with Kees, on May 17th, 1958)
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keyword: Family: siblings
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| The massive houses | |
| surrounding the round square squeeze -- | |
| the trees together. | |
| De huizen rondom | Die Häuser rund um |
| het ronde pleintje persen -- | den runden Platz drängen die -- |
| de bomen opeen. | Bäume zusammen. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-20
This city with small round squares (Frida Vogels) - 2006
Verse "Deze stad - met kleine ronde pleinen", published in "Diary 1958-1959" - April 21st, 1958, Milan - About Novara
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keyword: City (plants, animals)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Like being at home: | |
| the delicate light, the vase -- | |
| with lilac flowers. | |
| Alsof ik thuis ben: | Als wäre ich hier |
| het tere licht om de vaas -- | zu Hause: das zarte Licht -- |
| met drie seringen. | um die drei Flieder. |
Amsterdam, 2017-09-02
Three lilacs (Frida Vogels) - 2006
Poem "Drie seringen, published in "Diary 1958-1959" - February 13th, 1958, Delft
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keyword: Home: furnishing
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| The more concretely | |
| you tell a story, the less -- | |
| you'll be understood. | |
| Hoe concreter je | Je konkreter man |
| iemand iets zegt, hoe slechter -- | es sagt, desto weniger -- |
| je begrepen wordt. | wird man verstanden. |
Amsterdam, 2017-09-02
Diary 1958-1959 (Frida Vogels) - 2006
"Dagboek 1958-1959" - February 12th, 1958, Amsterdam
Collections: Beyond the Cape, Whirligig Scribbler
Keyword: Communication (incomprehension)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| My old aunt: amidst | |
| many family members -- | |
| in black photo frames. | |
| Mijn oude tante: | Die alte Tante: |
| midden in haar familie -- | inmitten der Familie -- |
| in fotolijstjes. | in Fotorahmen. |
Amsterdam, 2017-09-01
Family portraits (Frida Vogels) - 2006
Poem "Familieportretten, published in "Diary 1958-1959" - February 5th, 1958, Delft
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Keyword: Memory: of people
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I can't discuss my, | |
| disgust, he knows, and wishes -- | |
| to overcome it. | |
| Ik kan mijn afkeer | Ich kann den Ekel |
| niet bespreken, hij wenst die -- | nicht diskutieren, er will -- |
| te overwinnen. | ihn überwinden. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-20
Diary 1954-1957 (Frida Vogels) - 2005
December 30th-31st, 1957, Pieve di Tremosine
Collection: ThereFrom
Keywords: Love: intimacy (physical), Action (duty)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| The goal is in sight, | |
| my worries are over, it's -- | |
| so beautiful here! | |
| Het doel is in zicht, | Das Ziel ist in Sicht, |
| mijn zorgen zijn voorbij, oh -- | meine Sorgen sind vorbei -- |
| wat is het hier mooi! | Wie schön ist es hier! |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-20
Anyone who comes from a forest (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Wie uit een bos komt", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part III [Ennio and Kees]) - October 4th, 1957, Rome
Collection: ThereFrom
Keyword: Attention: surroundings
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Wild waves, the shore comes | |
| close, it narrows more and more -- | |
| And then, calm, the strait. | |
| De golven zijn wild, | In wilden Wellen |
| de kust omsluit mij steeds meer -- | kommt die Küste näher, dann -- |
| Dan, kalm, de zeestraat. | still, die Seestraße. |
Amsterdam, 2017-07-10
Approaching a decision (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Het naderen van een beslissing", published in the collection "De harde kern" - 3 ("The hard core" - 3, part III [Ennio]), and in "Diary 1954-1957" (2005) - October 15th, 1957, Rome - On December 10th, Frida will marry Ennio
Collection: ThereFrom
Keyword: Lifestream (on the way)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I want to write in | |
| the way that the words fit me -- | |
| as a second skin. | |
| Ik wil zo schrijven, | Ich will so schreiben, |
| dat de woorden mij passen -- | dass die Worte mich passen:: |
| als een tweede huid. | eine zweite Haut. |
Ufhusen, 2017-08-25
Diary 1954-1957 (Frida Vogels) - 2005
"Dagboek 1954-1957" - October 14th, 1957, Rome
Collection: ThereFrom
Keyword: Self-expression (nature)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I am a stranger, | |
| I have no sense of humour -- | |
| that bridges the gap. | |
| Ik ben een vreemde | Ich bin ein Fremder |
| voor hen, ik heb geen humor -- | für sie, hab keinen Humor -- |
| die dat overbrugt. | der das überbrückt. |
Ufhusen, 2017-08-25
Diary 1954-1957 (Frida Vogels) - 2005
"Dagboek 1954-1957" - October 2nd, 1957, San Severo
Collection: ThereFrom
Keyword: Communication (sending)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| The lanterns come on, | |
| the grey of the church stays grey -- | |
| the green door stays green. | |
| De lantaarns gaan aan, | Im Straßenlicht bleibt |
| het grijs van de kerk blijft grijs -- | das Grau der Kirche grau, bleibt -- |
| de groene deur groen. | die grüne Tür grün. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-19
Last night I sat (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Gisteravond zat ik", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part III [Ennio and Kees]), and in "Diary 1954-1957" (2005) - September 9th, 1957, Rome
Collection: ThereFrom
Keywords: Attention: surroundings, Colour
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| The winners just wait | |
| quietly in the forefront -- | |
| The future will come. | |
| De winnaars wachten | Die Sieger warten |
| op hun voorpost rustig af -- | ruhig auf dem Vorposten -- |
| want de toekomst komt. | denn die Zukunft kommt. |
Ufhusen, 2017-08-25
Diary 1954-1957 (Frida Vogels) - 2005
"Dagboek 1954-1957" - August 29th, 1957, Rome
Collection: ThereFrom
Keyword: Passivity: easiness (sloth)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I'm nowhere really | |
| alone as myself: always -- | |
| he's awaiting me. | |
| Ik ben nergens echt | Ich bin nirgendwo |
| alleen als mijzelf: altijd -- | allein wie ich selbst: immer -- |
| wacht hij weer op mij. | wartet er auf mich. |
Ufhusen, 2017-08-25
Diary 1954-1957 (Frida Vogels) - 2005
"Dagboek 1954-1957" - August 26th, 1957, Rome
Collection: ThereFrom
Keyword: Love: relationship (twoness)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Remembered, the facts | |
| are not sharp, fallen apart -- | |
| into a vague mood. | |
| Herinnerd vallen | Ach, im Gedächtnis |
| de scherpe feiten uiteen -- | zerfallen scharfen Fakten -- |
| in een vage sfeer. | zu einer Stimmung. |
Ufhusen, 2017-08-25
Diary 1954-1957 (Frida Vogels) - 2005
"Dagboek 1954-1957" - August 23rd, 1957, Rome
Collection: ThereFrom
Keyword: Memory: remembering
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Three months I've been back | |
| from my life in exile, this -- | |
| homeless home of mine. | |
| Drie maanden terug | Für drei Monate |
| geweest uit mijn ballingschap -- | zurück aus meinem Exil -- |
| mijn thuisloze thuis. | mein heimloses Heim. |
Ufhusen, 2017-08-25
Diaries 1954-1957 and 1974-1976 (Frida Vogels) - 2005
"Dagboek 1954-1957" (2005) - August 2nd, 1957, Rome, and August 17th, 1956, Cagliari; "Dagboek 1974-1976" (2013) - May 14th, 1975, Bologna
Collection: ThereFrom
Keyword: Home: displaced
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Only now am I | |
| wearing the yellow blouse, that -- | |
| belonged to mother. | |
| Voor de eerste keer | Erst jetzt trage ich |
| draag ik een bloes, de gele -- | die hellgelbe Bluse, die -- |
| die van moeder was. | Mutter gehörte. |
Ufhusen, 2017-08-25
Diary 1954-1957 (Frida Vogels) - 2005
"Dagboek 1954-1957" - July 29th, 1957, Amsterdam
Collection: ThereFrom
Keyword: Memory: of someone
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| It's raining, I look, | |
| and my friends thankfully leave -- | |
| me alone today. | |
| Het regent, ik kijk, | Es regnet, ich schau, |
| en mijn vrienden laten me -- | meine Freunde lassen mich -- |
| gelukkig alleen. | zum Glück in Ruhe. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-19
The light is dimmed by rain (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "De lucht is door regen gedempt" / "La luce è smorzata dalla pioggia", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part III [Ennio and Kees]), in "Diary 1954-1957" (2005), and in the autobiography "In den vreemde - Kronieken" ("In foreign parts - Chronicles", 2024, Frida Vogels), chapter 'Epiloog' (Epilogue) - June 10th, 1957, Amsterdam
Collection: ThereFrom
Keywords: Rain / Hail, Alone: quiet
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| People pity you, | |
| but you laugh at it yourself -- | |
| You are so cheerful. | |
| Mensen beklagen | Die Leute bemit- |
| jou, maar jijzelf lacht daarom -- | leiden dich, aber du lachst -- |
| zo vrolijk ben je. | So fröhlich bist du. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-19
The little portrait of you with the big hat (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Het portretje van je met de grote hoed", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part V [Mother]), and in "Diary 1962-1963" - April 19th, 1962, Bologna (Condolence letter from Ennio's mother about Frida's mother, who died on March 6th, 1957)
Collection: ThereFrom
Keyword: Lifestream (follow)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I do need to talk | |
| about my grief, he thinks that -- | |
| this would be unwise. | |
| Ik wil graag praten | Ich möchte sprechen |
| over mijn verdriet, hij vindt -- | über meine Trauer, er -- |
| dat onverstandig. | hält das für unklug. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-01
In foreign parts - Chronicles (Frida Vogels) - 2024
Autobiography "In den vreemde - Kronieken", chapter 'De dood van moeder' (Mother's death) - There is a deep chasm between Frida and Ennio, and yet they get married nine months later - Rome, 1957 - See also chapter 'Brief aan Ennio' ('Letter to Ennio'), a letter Frida wrote in May 1970)
Collection: ThereFrom
Keywords: Sadness: express, Communication (incomprehension)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| My little boat docks | |
| at you, with a megaphone -- | |
| I am shouting up. | |
| Mijn bootje legt aan | Mein Bötchen legt an |
| bij jou, met een megafoon -- | dir an, mit einem Sprachrohr -- |
| roep ik naar boven. | ruf ich nach oben. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-19
My boat was tied up under the ship (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Mijn bootje lag onder het schip gemeerd", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part III [Ennio and Kees]), and in "Diary 1954-1957" (2005) - January 1st, 1957, Rome
Collection: ThereFrom
Keywords: Distance / Detachment, Attention: attract
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I don't dare, I dive | |
| between the bushes, alive -- | |
| I wait for the moon. | |
| Ik durf niet, duik weg | Ich traue mich nicht, |
| tussen de struiken, levend -- | tauche zwischen die Büsche, |
| wacht ik op de maan. | warte auf den Mond. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-19
Cowardice is going to meet the enemy (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Lafheid is de vijand tegemoet gaan", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part III [Ennio and Kees]), and in "Diary 1954-1957" - December 27th, 1956, Rome
Collection: ThereFrom
Keyword: Life: survival (reflex)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| No separation | |
| of sea and land: the dike curves -- | |
| between grass and sheep. | |
| De dijk scheidt geen zee | Der Deich trennt kein Meer |
| van het land, hij slingert zich -- | vom Land, er schlängelt sich -- |
| tussen gras en vee. | zwischen Gras und Vieh. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-18
Sleeper dike (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Slapersdijk", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part III [Ennio and Kees]), and in "Diary 1954-1957" (2005) - December 19th, 1956, Luxemburg
Collection: ThereFrom
Keyword: Nature: landscape
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| My feelings, I write | |
| poems about them, although -- | |
| that does not help me. | |
| Met mijn gevoelens | Meine Gefühle, |
| kan ik niets, ja, dichten, maar -- | ich kann darüber schreiben -- |
| dat helpt me niet echt. | obwohl das nicht hilft. |
Grossdietwil, 2017-08-24
Diary 1954-1957 (Frida Vogels) - 2005
"Dagboek 1954-1957" - December 9th, 1956, Luxemburg
Collection: ThereFrom
Keywords: Feelings (emotion), Writing: emotions
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Seeing it, as if | |
| for the first time, sensing the -- | |
| miracle again. | |
| Het bekijken en | Schauen, als wäre |
| aanraken, als voor het eerst -- | es das erste Mal, wieder -- |
| weer het wonder zien. | das Wunder sehen. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-18
Touched too often; the miracle has faded (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Te vaak betast; het wonder is ontkleurd", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part III [Ennio and Kees]) - December 4th, 1956, Rome
Collection: ThereFrom
Keyword: Wonder / Marvel
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| The children jump up | |
| with loud cheers as the surf is -- | |
| capturing their flag. | |
| De kinderen gaan | Die Kinder jubeln |
| juichen wanneer de branding -- | laut, als die Brandung ihre -- |
| hun vlag verovert. | Flagge erobert. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-18
Over and over again (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Steeds opnieuw", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part III [Ennio and Kees]), and in "Diary 1954-1957" (2005) - November 23rd, 1956, Rome
Collection: ThereFrom
Keyword: Playing: fun
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I want to do it | |
| myself, not get it from you -- | |
| It would remain yours. | |
| Ik wil het zelf doen, | Ich möchte es nur |
| het niet van jou krijgen, want -- | nicht von dir bekommen, es -- |
| dan blijft het van jou. | würde deins bleiben. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-18
I make your world my own (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Ik maak me jouw wereld eigen", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part III [Ennio and Kees]) - November 21st, 1956, Rome
Collection: ThereFrom
Keyword: Adultness (behaviour)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| You do not want me, | |
| it is empty inside me -- | |
| There is room for you. | |
| Jij wilt mij niet meer, | Du willst mich nicht mehr, |
| het is leeg in mij, veel plaats -- | in mir ist es leer, da ist -- |
| is er vrij voor jou. | so viel Platz für dich. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-18
This is for you; now that I can't talk to you anymore (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Dit is voor jou; nu ik je niet meer spreken kan", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part III [Ennio and Kees]) - November 9th, 1956, Rome
Collection: ThereFrom
Keyword: Love: heartbreak, lovesickness
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Can a day be good, | |
| if we can each be replaced -- | |
| by just someone else? | |
| Kan een dag goed zijn, | Kann ein Tag gut sein, |
| als wij elk iemand anders -- | wenn jeder von uns sich als -- |
| hadden kunnen zijn? | ersetzbar erweist? |
Grossdietwil, 2017-08-24
Diary 1954-1957 (Frida Vogels) - 2005
"Dagboek 1954-1957" - October 29th, 1956, Rome
Collection: ThereFrom
Keyword: Attention: scattered / entertainment
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| What I can give you: | |
| a lot of loss, and a sheen -- | |
| over the remains. | |
| Wat ik kan geven | Was ich dir geben |
| aan jou: veel verlies, en glans -- | kann: viel Verlust, und ein Glanz -- |
| over het restant. | über den Resten. |
Grossdietwil, 2017-08-24
I stay alone (Frida Vogels) - 2005
Poem "Ik blijf alleen, published in "Diary 1954-1957" - October 28th, 1956, Rome
Collection: ThereFrom
Keyword: Love: inability
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I don't feel free, his | |
| rejection binds me even -- | |
| more than your love does. | |
| Ik voel me niet vrij, | Unfreiheit: seine |
| zijn afwijzing bindt mij nog -- | Ablehnung bindet mich mehr -- |
| meer dan jouw liefde. | als deine Liebe. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-18
To a reality and a delusion (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Aan een werkelijkheid en een hersenschim", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part III [Ennio and Kees]) - October 17h, 1956, Rome
Collection: ThereFrom
Keyword: Love: wish (lack)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I only see you | |
| at night, will soldiers ever -- | |
| catch us in the act? | |
| Alleen 's nachts zie ik | Nur nachts sehe ich |
| jou, betrappen soldaten -- | dich, werden uns Soldaten -- |
| ons op heterdaad? | dabei erwischen? |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-18
I don't see you in the daytime (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Overdag zie ik je niet", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part III [Ennio and Kees]) - October 17th, 1956, Rome
Collection: ThereFrom
Keyword: Love: wish (action)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Ruins where once were | |
| houses and streets, where once was -- | |
| undeveloped land. | |
| Ruïnes, waar ooit | Ruinen, wo einst |
| huizen en straten, waar ooit -- | Häuser und Straßen, wo einst -- |
| onbebouwd land was. | unbebautes Land... |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-18
Starting from nothing, one can build cities (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Met niets beginnend kan men steden bouwen", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part III [Ennio and Kees]) - October 4th, 1956, Rome
Collection: ThereFrom
Keywords: Time: temporality, Emptiness / Void
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Gloomily, I sit | |
| by the scorched lanterns after -- | |
| my farewell party. | |
| Moedeloos zit ik | Bedrückt sitze ich |
| bij verschroeide lampions -- | bei versengten Laternen -- |
| na mijn afscheidsfeest. | nach meinem Abschied. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-17
The crowning achievement of my life (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "De bekroning van mijn leven", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part III [Ennio and Kees]) - September 30th, 1956, Rome
Collection: ThereFrom
Keywords: Melancholy (nostalgia), Depression (gloom)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| You don't want to hear | |
| what I say, you don't want to -- | |
| know too much of me. | |
| Wat ik zeg wil jij | Du willst nicht hören, |
| niet horen, te veel van mij -- | was ich sage, nicht wissen -- |
| wil jij niet kennen. | wer ich wirklich bin. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-17
Now (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Nu", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part III [Ennio and Kees]) - September 27th, 1956, Rome
Collection: ThereFrom
Keywords: Communication (incomprehension), Love: idealisation
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| We draw bows to reach | |
| each other, I with words, and -- | |
| you with your body. | |
| Wij spannen bogen | Wir spannen Bögen |
| naar elkaar, ik met woorden -- | zu einander, mit Worten -- |
| jij met jouw lichaam. | und mit dem Körper. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-17
I want to succeed (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Ik wil erin slagen", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part III [Ennio and Kees]) - September 27th, 1956, Rome
Collection: ThereFrom
Keyword: Communication (word and deed)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| The church draws the square | |
| into sleep, offers comfort -- | |
| to homeless people. | |
| De kerk trekt het plein | Die Kirche zieht den |
| in slaap, biedt een nacht comfort -- | Platz in den Schlaf, schützt des Nachts -- |
| aan de daklozen. | die Obdachlosen. |
Ufhusen, 2017-08-24
The church sunk behind the square (Frida Vogels) - 2005
Poem "De kerk achter het plein weggezakt, published in "Diary 1954-1957" - September 25th, 1956, Rome
Collection: ThereFrom
Keyword: Care: brotherly love
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I don't make you big, | |
| I prefer the little things -- | |
| the ordinary. | |
| Ik maak jou niet groot, | Ich mache dich nicht |
| ik houd van kleine dingen -- | groß, ich mag das Normale -- |
| van het gewone. | die kleinen Dinge. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-17
I get to know you in little things (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Ik leer je kennen in kleine dingen", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part III [Ennio and Kees]) - September 23rd, 1956, Rome
Collection: ThereFrom
Keyword: Usual / Normal
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| The sea is too vast, | |
| I crouch down on a rock, wait -- | |
| for the moon to rise. | |
| De zee is te weids, | Das Meer ist zu weit, |
| ik hurk ineen op een steen -- | ich hocke auf dem Boden -- |
| tot de maan opkomt. | bis der Mond aufgeht. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-17
By sea, I no longer see (Frida Vogels) - 2005
Verse "Aan zee staand, zie ik niet meer", published in "Diary 1954-1957" - September 21st, 1956, Rome
Collection: ThereFrom
Keyword: Waiting (to see)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I'm not at home here, | |
| but I live here and I look -- | |
| out over the sea. | |
| Ik ben hier niet thuis, | Ich bin hier nicht zu |
| maar ik leef er en ik kijk -- | Hause, lebe aber hier -- |
| uit over de zee. | blicke auf das Meer. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-17
Two white boats glide into the harbour (Frida Vogels) - 2005
Poem "In de haven glijden twee witte boten", published in "Diary 1954-1957" - September 6th, 1956, Rome (about Cagliari and her relationship with her fiancé, Ennio)
Collection: ThereFrom
Keywords: Home: residence / work, Sea
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I will never choose | |
| between you two, the treasure -- | |
| will remain buried. | |
| Ik kies niet tussen | Ich entscheide mich |
| jullie twee, dus de schat blijft -- | nicht zwischen euch beiden, der -- |
| begraven liggen. | Schatz bleibt vergraben. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-17
Between you and him - it's not about choosing (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Tussen jou en hem - het gaat er niet om te kiezen", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part III [Ennio and Kees]) - September 6th, 1956, Rome
Collection: ThereFrom
Keyword: Love: relationship (choice)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| As close as I was | |
| with him, I wish I could be -- | |
| like that with you too. | |
| Zo innig als toen | So eng wie damals |
| met hem zou ik ook met jou -- | mit ihm möchte ich freilich -- |
| willen kunnen zijn. | mit dir sein können. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-17
I loved too much (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Ik heb te veel gehouden", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part III [Ennio and Kees]) - August 27th, 1956, Rome
Collection: ThereFrom
Keyword: Love: intimacy (close relationship)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| These strange colours and | |
| people: country of my love -- | |
| where I'm an exile. | |
| Vreemde kleuren en | Seltsame Farben |
| mensen: het land van mijn lief -- | und Menschen: das Land in dem -- |
| waar ik balling ben. | ich im Exil bin. |
Ufhusen, 2017-08-24
Diary 1954-1957 and Diary 1974-1976 (Frida Vogels) - 2005
"Dagboek 1954-1957" (2005), August 17th, 1956, Cagliari, and August 2nd, 1957, Rome; "Dagboek 1974-1976" (2013) - May 14th, 1975, Bologna
Collection: ThereFrom
Keyword: Home: displaced
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Rental rooms for girls | |
| are like a forest: they're not -- | |
| allowed to chop wood! | |
| Kamers voor meisjes | Zimmer für Mädchen |
| zijn een soort bos: ze mogen -- | sind wie ein Wald: sie dürfen -- |
| er geen hout hakken! | dort kein Holz hacken! |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-17
Diary 1954-1957 (Frida Vogels) - 2005
"Dagboek 1954-1957" - July 24th, 1956, Rome
Collection: ThereFrom
Keywords: Love: forbidden, Culture: way of living
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| The language I write | |
| in, lives on after my death -- | |
| but shall also die. | |
| Ik schrijf in een taal | Ich werde sterben, |
| die verder leeft na mijn dood -- | und später auch die Sprache -- |
| maar ook dood zal gaan. | in der ich schreibe. |
Ufhusen, 2017-08-23
Diary 1954-1957 (Frida Vogels) - 2005
"Dagboek 1954-1957" - July 23rd, 1956, Rome
Collection: ThereFrom
Keywords: Time: temporality, Language: translate
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| The illusion of | |
| happiness is happiness -- | |
| that is not lasting. | |
| De illusie van | Ja, die Illusion |
| geluk is geluk, geluk -- | von Glück ist Glück, ein Glück, das -- |
| dat niet blijft duren. | nicht von Dauer ist. |
Ufhusen, 2017-08-24
Diary 1954-1957 (Frida Vogels) - 2005
"Dagboek 1954-1957" - March 24th, 1955, Milan, and September 13th, 1956, Rome
Collection: ThereFrom
Keywords: Happiness (vague, volatile), Wish (illusion)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| There is no escape: | |
| the whole world is entangled -- | |
| in the snares of love. | |
| Ontsnappen kan niet: | Da entkommt niemand: |
| heel de wereld is verward -- | die ganze Welt ist verstrickt -- |
| in liefdesstrikken. | in Liebesschlingen. |
Ufhusen, 2017-08-23
Diary 1954-1957 (Frida Vogels) - 2005
"Dagboek 1954-1957" - March 25th, 1956, Luxemburg (thought based on an old Chinese poem)
Collection: ThereFrom
Keyword: Love: is all
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Back in my city! | |
| I sing and I walk on the -- | |
| edge of the quay wall. | |
| Terug in mijn stad! | Zurück in der Stadt! |
| Ik zing en loop op de rand -- | Ich gehe auf der Kante -- |
| van de kademuur. | der Kaimauer. Toll! |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-17
My city where I no longer live (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Mijn stad waarin ik niet meer leef", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part III [Ennio and Kees]) - January 4th, 1956, Milan
Collection: ThereFrom
Keyword: Home: domicile / region
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I have my longing | |
| hands full of shards from the times -- | |
| we were together. | |
| Ik heb mijn handen | Meine Hände sind |
| vol scherven van de keren -- | voller Scherben aus der Zeit -- |
| dat je bij mij was. | als du bei mir warst. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-16
If I didn't see you again - well, the city (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Zag ik je niet terug - wel, de stad", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part III [Ennio and Kees]) - November 14th, 1955, Milan
Collection: ThereFrom
Keyword: Missing: loved one(s)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I'm not going to, | |
| not coming from anywhere -- | |
| I just follow you. | |
| Ik ga nergens heen, | Ich geh nirgendwo, |
| kom nergens vandaan en loop -- | ich komme von nirgendwo -- |
| maar met iemand mee. | ich folge einfach. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-16
Many strangers walked along the path (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Langs 't pad liepen veel vreemden", published in the collection "De harde kern" - 3 ("The hard core" - 3, part III [Ennio]) and in "Diary 1954-1957" (2005) - November 7th, 1955, Milan
Collection: ThereFrom
Keyword: Life: course (on the way)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| There is only one | |
| person asking me questions -- | |
| So I'll go with him. | |
| Ik ken hier niemand, | Fremde hier, nur ein |
| maar: één man stelt mij vragen -- | Mann stellt mir Fragen, also -- |
| Met hem ga ik mee. | gehe ich mit ihm. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-16
Many strangers walked along the path (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Langs 't pad liepen veel vreemden", published in the collection "De harde kern" - 3 ("The hard core" - 3, part III [Ennio]) and in "Diary 1954-1957" (2005) - November 7th, 1955, Milan
Collection: ThereFrom
Keyword: Life: course (on the way)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| A passer-by asks: | |
| Where from? Where to? I walk on -- | |
| with him, in silence. | |
| Een passant vraagt: Waar- | Ein Passant fragt: Wo- |
| vandaan? Waarheen? Ik loop mee -- | her? Wohin? Ich gehe mit -- |
| met hem, stilzwijgend. | ihm weiter, schweigend. |
Amsterdam, 2017-07-10
Many strangers walked along the path (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Langs 't pad liepen veel vreemden", published in the collection "De harde kern" - 3 ("The hard core" - 3, part III [Ennio]), and in "Diary 1954-1957" (2005) - November 7th, 1955, Milan
Collection: ThereFrom
Keyword: Neighbours: along the way
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| For a moment they | |
| thought I was the king, until -- | |
| the trumpet sounded. | |
| Even dacht men dat | Eben noch dachten |
| ik de koning was, tot er -- | sie, ich sei der König, bis -- |
| trompetgeschal klonk. | den Trompetenstoß. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-16
When the king did not come, the crowd stamped (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Toen de koning niet kwam, stampvoette de menigte", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part III [Ennio and Kees]) - November 4th, 1955, Milan
Collection: ThereFrom
Keyword: Identity: image
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I still remember | |
| where we walked then, I felt you -- | |
| next to me all day. | |
| Waar we wandelden | Ich weiß noch, wo wir |
| weet ik nog, ik voelde jou -- | waren, ich hab dich immer -- |
| heel de dag naast mij. | neben mir gespürt. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-16
The road climbed over round stones (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "De weg klom over ronde stenen", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part III [Ennio and Kees]) - August 29th, 1955, Milan
Collection: ThereFrom
Keyword: Love: memory
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I wake up, the day | |
| shines through the hotel curtains -- | |
| and begins with you. | |
| De nieuwe dag schijnt | Der neue Tag scheint |
| door de hotelgordijnen -- | durch die Hotelvorhänge -- |
| en begint met jou. | und beginnt mit dir. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-10
I love you when I wake up in the morning (Frida Vogels) - 2005
Verse "Ik houd van je wanneer ik 's ochtends wakker word", published in "Diary 1954-1957" - May 6th, 1955, Strasbourg
Collection: ThereFrom
Keyword: Love: is all
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I'm afraid he will | |
| notice, and I'm unhappy -- | |
| because he does not. | |
| Ik ben bang dat hij | Ich habe Angst: was |
| iets merkt, en ongelukkig -- | bemerkt er? Und bin traurig -- |
| omdat hij niets merkt. | weil er nichts bemerkt. |
Ufhusen, 2017-08-22
Diary 1954-1957 (Frida Vogels) - 2005
"Dagboek 1954-1957" - February 3rd, 1955, Milan (she doesn't like him kissing her)
Collection: ThereFrom
Keyword: Distance / Detachment
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Look, my new lodgings: | |
| a window, my books, the bed -- | |
| right in the middle. | |
| Mijn nieuwe kamer: | Mein neues Zimmer: |
| een raam, mijn boeken, het bed -- | Fenster, Bücher, und das Bett -- |
| staat in het midden. | steht in der Mitte. |
Ufhusen, 2017-08-22
Diary 1954-1957 (Frida Vogels) - 2005
"Dagboek 1954-1957" - January 29th, 1955, Milan
Collection: ThereFrom
Keyword: Home: residence / work
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Our fate: I bother | |
| you at night and you bother -- | |
| me during the day? | |
| Is dit ons lot: jij | Unseres Schicksal: |
| hebt 's nachts last van mij en ik -- | ich quäle dich nachts und du -- |
| overdag van jou? | quälst mich tagsüber? |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-10
Diary 1954-1957 (Frida Vogels) - 2005
"Tu m'opprimevi di giorno ed io t'opprimevo di notte, ma era ingiusto perché il giorno è più longo della notte" (Italo Svevo), quoted by Frida Vogels - January 25th, 1955, Milan - "You oppressed me during the day and I oppressed you during the night, but that wasn't fair because the day is so much longer than the night"
Collection: ThereFrom
Keyword: Passivity: fatalism
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida; Svevo, Italo
| I submit. I am | |
| still alive, barefoot behind -- | |
| the emperor's horse. | |
| Ik onderwerp me. | Ich unterwerfe |
| Ik leef nog, op blote voeten -- | mich. Ich lebe noch, barfuß -- |
| achter de keizer. | hinter dem Kaiser. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-16
Capitulate: falling at the feet (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Capituleren: een voetval", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part III [Ennio and Kees]) - January 25th, 1955, Milan
Collection: ThereFrom
Keyword: Life: lust (impulse)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| How to correct this? | |
| He loves me, oh, if only -- | |
| he had not told me! | |
| Hoe stuur ik dit bij? | Was könnte ich tun? |
| Hij houdt van mij, oh, had hij -- | Er liebt mich, oh, hätte er -- |
| me maar niets gezegd! | mir nur nichts gesagt! |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-10
Diary 1954-1957 (Frida Vogels) - 2005
"Dagboek 1954-1957" - January 21st, 1955, Milan
Collection: ThereFrom
Keyword: Passivity: fatalism
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| By chance found again: | |
| the butterfly box, the pins -- | |
| in circles of dust. | |
| Teruggevonden: | Wiedergefunden: |
| de vlinderdoos, de spelden -- | Schmetterlingsschachtel, Nadeln -- |
| in kringetjes stof. | in Kreisen aus Staub. |
Ufhusen, 2017-08-22
Diary 1954-1957 (Frida Vogels) - 2005
"Dagboek 1954-1957" - January 19th, 1955, Milan
Collection: ThereFrom
Keyword: Time: temporality
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| It cannot go on | |
| like this: always escaping -- | |
| always miracles! | |
| Zo kan het toch niet | So kann's nicht weiter- |
| doorgaan: steeds maar ontsnappen -- | gehen: wieder entkommen -- |
| steeds weer een wonder! | wieder ein Wunder! |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-10
The fear of what is coming close (Frida Vogels) - 2005
Poem "De angst voor wat dichtbij komt", published in "Diary 1954-1957" - January 1st, 1955, Milan
Collection: ThereFrom
Keyword: Fear: insecurity
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| The trumpet, so clear | |
| in the snow, above a row -- | |
| of copper buttons. | |
| De trompet, helder | Die Trompete, klar |
| in de sneeuw, boven een rij -- | im Schnee, über der Reihe -- |
| koperen knopen. | von Kupferknöpfen. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-10
With short, clear blows (Frida Vogels) - 2005
Verse "Met korte heldere stoten", published in "Diary 1954-1957" - December 5th, 1954, Strasbourg
Collection: ThereFrom
Keyword: Music: sound
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I can hear whispers | |
| in the dark: hey there, yes you -- | |
| go, get out of here! | |
| Ik hoor gefluister | Ich höre Flüstern |
| in het donker: hé, jij daar -- | im Dunkeln: hallo, ja du -- |
| maak dat je weg komt! | scher dich weg von hier! |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-10
You walk into an alley that becomes increasingly narrow (Frida Vogels) - 2005
Verse "Je loopt een steeg in die steeds nauwer wordt", published in "Diary 1954-1957" - October 28th, 1954, Paris; the day she ends her residence there
Collection: ThereFrom
Keyword: Danger: notice
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Do I exist here? | |
| So crowded are all the streets -- | |
| So bright is the sun. | |
| Besta ik hier wel? | Bin ich wirklich da? |
| Zo druk zijn alle straten -- | So voll sind alle Straße -- |
| Zo vol schijnt de zon. | So hell die Sonne. |
Ufhusen, 2017-08-21
I see Italy as a light place (Frida Vogels) - 2005
Poem "Ik zie Italië als een lichte plek", published in "Diary 1954-1957" - September 28th, 1954 in Paris, where she feels cornered and dreams of a better life in Milan
Collection: ThereFrom
Keywords: Together: crowd / busy, Sun: light, white light
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Shots are fired. Then you'll | |
| either get hit, or you won't -- | |
| Irrevocably. | |
| Er vallen schoten. | Schüsse fallen. Man |
| Dan word je geraakt, of niet -- | wird getroffen, oder nicht -- |
| Onherroepelijk. | Unwiderruflich. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-16
In one moment everything was determined (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "In één moment werd alles vastgesteld", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part II [Paris]) - April 1st, 1954, Paris
Collection: ThereFrom
Keyword: Chance
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Early we go up | |
| the mountain with a message -- | |
| To the citadel. | |
| 's Ochtends vroeg gaan we | Früh gehen wir mit |
| met een boodschap de berg op -- | einer Botschaft auf den Berg -- |
| Naar de citadel. | Zur Zitadelle. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-16
We left early. The sun (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Wij gingen vroeg weg. De zon", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part II [Paris]) - March 14th, 1954, Paris
Collection: ThereFrom
Keyword: Action (duty)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| It is getting dark. | |
| From my attic window I -- | |
| build a steel-blue dream. | |
| Het wordt al donker. | Im Zwielicht baue |
| Vanuit mijn dakraam bouw ik -- | ich von meinem Dachlicht aus -- |
| een staalblauwe droom. | stahlblaue Träume. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-16
I'm building a drea. A small act (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Ik bouw een droom. Een kleine handeling", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part II [Paris]) - March 6th, 1954, Paris
Collection: ThereFrom
Keyword: Fantasy: dreaming
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I'm happy and look | |
| around with astonishment -- | |
| Is there any hold? | |
| Ik ben gelukkig, | Ich bin glücklich und |
| kijk verwonderd om me heen -- | schaue mich verwundert um -- |
| of er houvast is. | ob es ein Halt gibt. |
Amsterdam, 2017-07-10
To be happy; and not knowing why (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Gelukkig zijn; en niet weten waarom", published in "De harde kern" - 3 ("The hard core" - 3, part II [Paris]) - January 4th, 1954, Paris
Collection: ThereFrom
Keyword: Happiness (need)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Cheer for the success, | |
| for the coincidence that -- | |
| it happened this way. | |
| Juich om het succes, | Juble über den |
| om het toeval dat het juist -- | Erfolg, über den Zufall -- |
| zo gelopen is. | dass es so geschah. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-15
Steering wheel and compass are overboard (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Stuur en kompas zijn overboord", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part II [Paris]) - December 30th, 1953, Paris
Collection: ThereFrom
Keywords: Success, Chance
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Between the curtains | |
| I wait, I'm fully prepared -- | |
| to defend myself. | |
| In de coulissen | In den Kulissen |
| wacht ik af, bereid om me -- | warte ich, entschlossen, mich -- |
| te verdedigen. | zu verteidigen. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-15
One cannot defend oneself (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Men kan zich niet verdedigen", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part II [Paris]) - December 27th, 1953, Paris
Collection: ThereFrom
Keyword: Resistance
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Time and time again | |
| I'm trapped, and then free again -- | |
| Until the last time. | |
| Keer op keer kom ik | Ich stecke immer |
| vast te zitten, en weer vrij -- | wieder fest, und komme frei -- |
| Tot de laatste keer. | Bis zum letzten Mal. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-15
Locked up, but I will escape (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Opgesloten, maar ik zal ontsnappen", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part II [Paris]) - November 6th, 1953, Paris
Collection: ThereFrom
Keyword: Freedom: fight for
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Now that he wants to | |
| make it up, I understand: | |
| he does what he can. | |
| Nu hij het graag wil | Erst jetzt, wo er es |
| goedmaken, begrijp ik het: | beilegt, verstehe ich es: |
| hij doet wat hij kan. | er tut, was er kann. |
Amsterdam, 2017-11-03
Diary 1962-1963 (Frida Vogels) - 2007
"Dagboek 1962-1963" - July 17th, 1963, Bologna
About father's visit to her in April 1953 (Paris)
Collection: ThereFrom
Keyword: Balance (regain)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Happiness, you don't | |
| sing for it, it's an outburst -- | |
| Intense, then over. | |
| Je zingt er niet van, | Man singt nicht vor Glück, |
| geluk is een uitbarsting -- | es ist eine Explosion -- |
| Intens, dan voorbij. | Heftig, dann vorbei. |
Amsterdam, 2017-10-25
Happiness: without measure or duration (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Geluk: zonder maat of duur", published in "De harde kern" - 3 ("The hard core" - 3 [part II, Paris]) - April 1st, 1953, Luxemburg
Collection: ThereFrom
Keyword: Happiness (absorption)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| A friend should simply | |
| understand me, any words -- | |
| make it difficult. | |
| Een vriend moet me maar | Ein Freund soll mich doch |
| begrijpen, woorden maken -- | verstehen, Worte machen -- |
| alles te moeilijk. | alles zu schwierig. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-05
On closer inspection (Han Voskuil) - 1963
Autobiographical novel "Bij nader inzien", pages 1083-1184 - March 5th, 1953, Amsterdam
Letter from Frida, March 5th, 1953, Paris
Collection: ThereFrom
Keyword: Friendship: understanding
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| The pit: a peephole | |
| upwards. Not even any -- | |
| moss growing in it. | |
| De put is alleen | Diese Grube ist |
| maar een kijkgat naar boven -- | ein Guckloch nach oben. Da -- |
| Er groeit zelfs geen mos. | wächst nicht einmal Moos. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-15
Joseph in the pit (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Jozef in de put", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part II [Paris]) - 1952-1953, Paris
Collection: ThereFrom
Keywords: Powerlessness (lack of freedom), Bible
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| In a white cell I | |
| meditate, but not really -- | |
| because it doesn't work. | |
| In een witte cel | Ich meditiere, |
| mediteer ik, maar niet echt -- | aber eigentlich nicht, weil -- |
| want het lukt me niet. | es mir nicht gelingt. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-14
This apple tastes like an unripe pear (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Deze appel smaakt als een onrijpe peer", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part II [Paris]) - December 3rd, 1952, Paris
Collection: ThereFrom
Keyword: Meditation
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| They're liberated, | |
| not me, since I'm a guest here -- | |
| so I slip away. | |
| Het land is bevrijd, | Das Land ist befreit, |
| ik niet, want ik ben te gast -- | nicht ich, weil ich ein Gast bin -- |
| Zachtjes sluip ik weg. | Ich schleiche davon. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-14
There had been heavy fighting: on the plateau (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Er was hard gevochten: op het plateau", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part II [Paris]) - October 20th, 1952, Paris
Collection: ThereFrom
Keyword: Foreigners: guest
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Children waving flags: | |
| the day of liberation -- | |
| Mother picks flowers. | |
| Kinderen zwaaien | Die Kinder schwenken |
| met vlaggetjes: bevrijding -- | Fahnen: Tag der Befreiung -- |
| Moeder plukt bloemen. | Mutter pflückt Blumen. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-14
There had been heavy fighting: on the plateau (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Er was hard gevochten: op het plateau", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part II [Paris]) - October 20th, 1952, Paris
Collection: ThereFrom
Keyword: Freedom: liberation
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I'm alone, afraid, | |
| but I persevere, maybe -- | |
| fear is just a ghost. | |
| Ik ben alleen en | Ich hab Angst, halte |
| bang, maar ik houd vol, misschien -- | aber durch, vielleicht ist die -- |
| is angst maar een spook. | Angst nur ein Gespenst. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-14
Alone, alone, one is alone too much (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Alleen, alleen, men is te veel alleen", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part II [Paris]) - October 17th, 1952, Paris
Collection: ThereFrom
Keyword: Fear: vague
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Summer afternoon | |
| in the park, free from being -- | |
| far too much alone. | |
| Een zomermiddag | Sommernachmittag |
| in het park, vrij van het veel -- | im Park, ich bin frei von all- |
| te veel alleen zijn. | zu viel Alleinsein. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-14
Alone, alone, one is alone too much (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Alleen, alleen, men is te veel alleen", published in "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part II [Paris]) - October 17th, 1952, Paris
Collection: ThereFrom
Keywords: Alone: lonely, Nature: garden, park
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I must be anxious. | |
| Under street lamps I'm startled -- | |
| by every shadow. | |
| Blijkbaar ben ik bang. | Ängstlich. Unter den |
| Bij straatlantarens schrik ik -- | Straßenlaternen erschreckt -- |
| van elke schaduw. | mich jeder Schatten. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-13
I live on fear (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Ik leef op angst", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part II [Paris]) - July 29th, 1952, Paris
Collection: ThereFrom
Keyword: Fear: vague
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| The Sorbonne does | |
| a quick body-check before -- | |
| I can study there. | |
| De Sorbonne keurt | Paris: ärztliche |
| eerst mijn lichaam voordat ik -- | Untersuchung, bevor ich -- |
| er mag studeren. | dort studieren darf. |
Amsterdam, 2025-06-30
In foreign parts - Chronicles (Frida Vogels) - 2024
Autobiography "In den vreemde - Kronieken", chapter 'Een oefening in weldadigheid' (An exercise in charity) - Paris, 1952
Collection: ThereFrom
Keyword: Body: and mind
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| He touches me, now | |
| I know for sure: I don't want -- | |
| anything like that! | |
| Ineens raakt hij mij | Plötzlich berührt er |
| aan, nu weet ik het zeker: | mich, jetzt weiß ich sicher: so -- |
| zoiets wil ik niet! | etwas will ich nicht! |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-13
In one moment, hell has unleashed itself (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "In één moment heeft zich de hel ontketend", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part I [Amsterdam]) - April 14th, 1952, Amsterdam
Collection: ThereFrom
Keyword: Contact: touch(ed)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| When I write down how | |
| I live and why that way, it -- | |
| becomes a fossil. | |
| Steeds als ik opschrijf | Wenn ich aufschreibe, |
| hoe ik leef en waarom zó, | wie ich lebe und warum -- |
| wordt het een fossiel. | só, versteinert es. |
Amsterdam, 2017-10-17
The hard core - 2 (Frida Vogels) - 1993
Autobiographical account "De harde kern" (2) - April 1952, Amsterdam
Fossilis = excavated
Collection: ThereFrom
Keyword: Writing: preserve
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| The fear I can not | |
| become who I hope to be -- | |
| the fear I'm nothing. | |
| Angst dat ik niet kan | Die Angst, nicht der zu |
| worden wie ik hoop te zijn -- | werden, der ich sein möchte -- |
| angst dat ik niets ben. | Angst, dass ich nichts bin. |
Amsterdam, 2017-10-17
The hard core - 2 (Frida Vogels) - 1993
Autobiographical account "De harde kern" (2) - April 1952, Amsterdam
Collection: ThereFrom
Keyword: Fear: insecurity
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| The snow erases | |
| the bloody trail from the fox -- | |
| trap on the white paw. | |
| De sneeuw wist het bloed- | Der Schnee verwischte |
| spoor uit van de vossenklem -- | die Blutspur der Fuchsfalle -- |
| aan de witte poot. | am weißen Pfote. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-13
The white foxes won't let themselves be caught (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "De witte vossen laten zich niet vangen", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part I [Amsterdam]) - April 1952, Amsterdam
Collection: ThereFrom
Keywords: Snow, Animals: fox
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| These old thoughts of mine, | |
| they are hiding like grey moths -- | |
| in a curtain fold. | |
| Oude gedachten, | Alte Gedanken |
| als nachtvlinders verborgen -- | wie Motten sind sie versteckt -- |
| in een gordijnplooi. | in einem Vorhang. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-13
The storm has covered the night with snow (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "De nacht ligt volgestormd met sneeuw", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part I [Amsterdam]) - March 29th, 1952, Amsterdam
Collection: ThereFrom
Keyword: Memory: forget
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| His castle rains down, | |
| so he demolishes it -- | |
| and washes his hands. | |
| Zijn kasteel regent | Sein Schloss regnet weg, |
| weg, hij wacht niet af, sloopt het -- | er wartet nicht, zerstört es, |
| en wast zijn handen. | wäscht sich die Hände. |
Amsterdam, 2017-10-25
Child's play (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Kinderspel", published in "De harde kern" - 3 ("The hard core" - 3 [part I, Amsterdam]), February 25th, 1952, Amsterdam
Collection: ThereFrom
Keywords: Manly (aggression), Rain / Hail
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
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Within the hedge, I walk |
Amsterdam, 2025-12-10
Three poems by Frida Vogels
1952 - A quest for reality
October 2nd, 1969 - You climb up at the risk of your life
February 4th, 1970 - One's own territory
Collection: ThereFrom
Keywords: Life: lust (take pains), Reality
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I renovate walls | |
| against my fears, and I show -- | |
| it as 'my own work'. | |
| Ik herstel muren | Ich repariere |
| tegen mijn angsten, en toon -- | Mauern gegen meine Angst: |
| het als 'eigen werk'. | 'eigene Arbeit'. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-13
A quest for reality (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "A quest for reality", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part I [Amsterdam]) - 1952, Amsterdam
Collection: ThereFrom
Keyword: Identity: protection
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I decide now, if | |
| that is even possible: | |
| I am not afraid! | |
| Ik besluit het nu, | Ich entscheide, wenn's |
| als dat al mogelijk is: | überhaupt möglich ist: Ich -- |
| Ik ben niet meer bang! | habe keine Angst! |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-13
A quest for reality (Frida Vogels) - 1994
The first line of the first poem, "A quest for reality", is the assignment for writing the collection, published as "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3") - 1952, Amsterdam
Collection: ThereFrom
Keywords: Courage, Willpower
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Am I made of glass? | |
| My inner self visible -- | |
| and unreachable? | |
| Ben ik soms van glas? | Bin ich ganz aus Glas? |
| Is mijn innerlijk te zien -- | Ist mein Inneres sichtbar -- |
| en onbereikbaar? | und unerreichbar? |
Amsterdam, 2017-10-15
The hard core - 2 (Frida Vogels) - 1993
Autobiographical account "De harde kern" (2) - June 1951, Leiden
Collection: ThereFrom
Keyword: Identity: being seen
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Twenty-one years old! | |
| As an adult, I look back: | |
| Now my life begins! | |
| Eenentwintig jaar! | Einundzwanzig, ich |
| Volwassen kijk ik terug: | blicke zurück, erwachsen: |
| Mijn leven begint! | Mein Leben beginnt! |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-04
The hard core - 2 (Frida Vogels) - 1993
Autobiographical account "De harde kern" (2) - May 1951, Amsterdam
Collection: ThereFrom
Keyword: Life: course (overview)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I passionately | |
| feel with my all friends: théy live -- | |
| so full and richly. | |
| Met al mijn vrienden | Ich fühle mit all |
| voel ik mee: ze leven écht -- | meinen Freunden: sie lében -- |
| zo vol en zo rijk. | so erfüllt und reich. |
Amsterdam, 2017-10-14
The hard core - 2 (Frida Vogels) - 1993
Autobiographical account "De harde kern" (2) - February 1951, Amsterdam
Collection: ThereFrom
Keyword: Friendship: understanding
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Orphaned books from Jews | |
| who have been taken away -- | |
| are taken away. | |
| Verweesde boeken | Verwaiste Bücher |
| van afgevoerde joden -- | von abgeführten Juden -- |
| worden afgevoerd. | werden abgeführt. |
Amsterdam, 2017-10-11
The hard core - 2 (Frida Vogels) - 1993
Autobiographical account "De harde kern" (2) - 1949, Amsterdam
Collection: ThereFrom
Keyword: Violence: annihilation
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Longingly I know: | |
| kissing and such isn't dirty -- | |
| if it's out of love. | |
| Verlangend weet ik: | Sehnsüchtig weiß ich: |
| kussen en zo is niet vies -- | Küsse sind nicht schmutzig, wenn -- |
| als er liefde is. | sie liebevoll sind. |
Amsterdam, 2017-11-04
The hard core - 2 (Frida Vogels) - 1993
Autobiographical account "De harde kern" (1946, Amsterdam)
Collection: ThereFrom
Keywords: Love: wish (thought), Love: intimacy (physical)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| My signature then: | |
| who I was, sixteen years old -- | |
| with a line through it. | |
| Mijn handtekening: | Meine Unterschrift: |
| wie ik was, zestien jaar oud -- | wer ich mit sechzehn mal war -- |
| met een streep erdoor. | mit einem Strich durch. |
Amsterdam, 2017-10-09
The hard core - 2 (Frida Vogels) - 1993
Autobiographical account "De harde kern" (2) - 1946, Amsterdam
Collection: ThereFrom
Keyword: Self-expression (nature)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
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No more bicycles: |
Amsterdam, 2025-06-28
In foreign parts - Chronicles (Frida Vogels) - 2024
'Hongerwinter': the Dutch famine of 1944-1945
Autobiography "In den vreemde - Kronieken", chapter 'Oorlogsherinneringen' (Memories of war)
Collection: ThereFrom
Keywords: War: daily life, Hope (passive)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I recall little | |
| of that party, it was great -- | |
| Unforgettable! | |
| Ik weet weinig van | Ich erinnere |
| dat feest, het was geweldig -- | mich nicht an viel, es war toll -- |
| Onvergetelijk! | und unvergesslich! |
Amsterdam, 2017-10-09
The hard core - 2 (Frida Vogels) - 1993
Autobiographical account "De harde kern" (2) - 1944, Laren
Collection: ThereFrom
Keyword: Memory: feelings
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Our home, our little | |
| family, our paradise -- | |
| Safe within the walls. | |
| Toen, thuis, ons gezin, | Unser Zuhause, |
| ons veilige paradijs -- | ein sicheres Paradies -- |
| Binnen de muren. | Innerhalb Mauern. |
Amsterdam, 2018-01-04
The three of us (Frida Vogels) - 1993
Autobiographical account "Met zijn drieën", published in "De harde kern" - 2 ("The hard core" - 2)
Collection: ThereFrom
Keyword: Home: security / comfort
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Until it gets dark, | |
| grandma's sitting-room is ours -- | |
| the armchair our bed. | |
| Tot het donker wordt | Bis es dunkel wird, |
| is oma's kamer van ons -- | gehört Omas Zimmer uns -- |
| de fauteuil ons bed. | Im Bett des Sessels. |
Amsterdam, 2017-11-04
The hard core - 2 (Frida Vogels) - 1993
Autobiographical account "De harde kern" (1938, Laren: Mother talks about the time of her romance with father, in 1926)
Collection: ThereFrom
Keyword: In love: exploration
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| This is all your space, | |
| your leeway: your parents' lives -- | |
| denied, continued. | |
| Dit is je ruimte: | Das ist dein Spielraum: |
| het leven van je ouders -- | das Leben deiner Eltern -- |
| ontkend, voortgezet. | verneint, fortgesetzt. |
Amsterdam, 2017-10-07
The hard core - 2 (Frida Vogels) - 1993
Autobiographical account "De harde kern" (2) - 1938, Laren
Collection: ThereFrom
Keyword: Tradition
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Father still conjures | |
| up gilded vistas for me -- | |
| with his old letter. | |
| Vader tovert nog | Vater zaubert mir |
| steeds gouden vergezichten -- | immer noch Ausblicke, mit -- |
| met zijn brief van toen. | seinem alten Brief. |
Amsterdam, 2017-10-07
The hard core - 2 (Frida Vogels) - 1993
Autobiographical account "De harde kern" (2) - Letter from 1938 (Laren)
Collection: ThereFrom
Keyword: Parents: father(hood)
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| I lowered myself | |
| into the round pit, covered -- | |
| with flowering thyme. | |
| Ik liet me zakken | Ich ließ mich hinab |
| in de ronde kuil, bekleed -- | in das runde Loch, bedeckt -- |
| met bloeiende tijm. | mit Thymusblüte. |
Amsterdam, 2025-06-27
In foreign parts - Chronicles (Frida Vogels) - 2024
Autobiography "In den vreemde - Kronieken", chapter 'Laren' (1938) - De Leemkuil (Loam pit)
Collection: ThereFrom
Keyword: Nature: flowers
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| With a kisby ring | |
| I am floating in the pond -- | |
| Among the lilies. | |
| Met een band om | Mit dem Rettungsring |
| drijf ik rond in de vijver -- | treibe ich im Teich herum -- |
| Tussen de lelies. | Zwischen Lilien. |
Amsterdam, 2017-10-06
The hard core - 2 (Frida Vogels) - 1993
Autobiographical account "De harde kern" (2) - 1937, Bloemendaal
Collection: ThereFrom
Keyword: Harmony: relaxation
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| We play in the street, | |
| cross as late as possible -- | |
| right before a car. | |
| We spelen op straat, | Wir überqueren |
| steken op het laatst over -- | so spät wie möglich, direkt -- |
| vlak voor een auto. | vor einem Auto. |
Amsterdam, 2017-10-06
The hard core - 2 (Frida Vogels) - 1993
Autobiographical account "De harde kern" (2) - 1937, Bloemendaal
Autobiography "In den vreemde - Kronieken" ("In foreign parts - Chronicles", 2024, Frida Vogels), chapter 'Bloemendaal'
Collection: ThereFrom
Keyword: Danger: society
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| In the attic with | |
| sick Paul I feel safe, I read -- | |
| to him: Wa-wa-wa. | |
| Bij de zieke Paul | Beim kranken Paul fühl |
| voel ik me veilig, ik lees -- | ich mich sicher, ich lese -- |
| hem voor: Wa-wa-wa. | ihm vor: Wa-wa-wa. |
Amsterdam, 2025-06-27
In foreign parts - Chronicles (Frida Vogels) - 2024
Autobiography "In den vreemde - Kronieken", chapter 'Thuis' (Home) - Frida is 3 years old and is staying with family (Dordrecht, 1933)
Collection: ThereFrom
Keyword: Safety: security / comfort
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| You know, most people | |
| are other people, they just -- | |
| imitate others. | |
| De meeste mensen | Die meisten Menschen |
| zijn andere mensen, ze -- | sind ja andere Menschen -- |
| doen anderen na. | Sie sind Nachahmer. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-22
De Profundis (Oscar Wilde) - 1897
Letter, page 63: Most people are other people. Their thoughts are someone else's opinions, their lives a mimicry, their passions a quotation.
Collection: Wean Di
Keywords: Mankind, Imitate
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
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