I sit in her chair

and I touch everything that --


belonged to mother.


Ik zit in haar stoelIch schaue mich um
en raak alles aan, alles --und berühre alles, was --

dat van moeder was.Mutter gehörte.

Poem S0563
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 
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