Every man a star,

that would give a lot of light --


so close together!


Elke mens een ster,,
wat zou dat veel licht geven --das würde viel Licht geben --
zo dicht bij elkaar!so beieinander!

Poem H5146
Amsterdam, 2024-12-25
For Marianne H, Ali, Julian, Cem and Milas I
Collection:
Keyword: Self-expression (need for attention) 
Dedicated to: Marianne H 

My body reacts,

it makes me do what it needs --


it makes me think this.


Mijn lichaam handelt,,
laat me doen wat het verlangt --lässt mich tun, was er sich wünscht --
laat me dit denken.lässt mich das wissen.

Poem H2868
Amsterdam, 2020-12-22
Collection: Dearme
Keywords: Awareness: senses, Life: survival (psycho-soma) 
Dedicated to: Marianne H, Ali I 

Our life is partly

different now, without you --


We say it out loud.


Ons leven is deels
anders zonder jou, hardop --ja anders ohne dich, laut --
spreken we dat uit.sprechen wir das aus.

Poem H2631
Amsterdam, 2019-11-23
On November 24th, Herman H's day of death
Collection: Changing Times
Keyword: Memory: of someone 
Dedicated to: Ineke J, Mark H, Christel H, Ellen H, Marianne H 

It has been too soon,

we had only grown apart --


just a little bit.


Het was te vroeg, nog,
maar een beetje waren we --nur ein bisschen waren wir --
uit elkaar gegroeid.uns fremd geworden.

Poem S0972
Amsterdam, 2019-11-23
Father's day of death
Collection: Local tardiness
Keyword: Missing: deceased 
Dedicated to: Mark H, Christel H, Ellen H, Marianne H 

Zywa Humours

My colours are orange
with joy, pink

with compassion, and shades of brown
full of quiet contentment, but
mostly they are undefined

a mixture of hot and cold
of yesterday, today and my fantasy

about tomorrow, with undercurrents
from the sea of the people who
flush into me, flood after flood

past my rocks, over my dikes
and through my membranes

There are no steady places
to preserve and visit
my feelings, they are

bigger than me, they have no boundaries
and without a passport, they can

jump over to sharing together
I exchange them with family and friends
and let them change their colour

Poem 1957
Amsterdam, 2018-12-04
Collection: Untwisted
Keyword: Feelings (emotion) 
Dedicated to: Marianne H 

Appearing again

and again, gaps in the days:


that's where we miss him.


Steeds opnieuw vallen
er gaten in de dagen:es Lücke in den Tagen:
waar we hem missen.wo er uns dann fehlt.

Poem H1885
Amsterdam, 2017-12-03
On the death of Herman H
Collection: Greeting from before
Keyword: Missing: deceased 
Dedicated to: Ineke J, Mark H, Christel H, Ellen H, Marianne H 

I know my grandad

from pictures, old stories, and --


from my own genes too.


Ik ken mijn opa
van foto's, verhalen en --von Fotos, Geschichten und --
mijn eigen genen.von meinen Genen.

Poem H1884
Amsterdam, 2017-12-03
On the death of Herman H
Collection: Life line 
Keywords: Self-knowledge (attention), Family: grandma / grandpa 
Dedicated to: Ineke J, Mark H, Christel H, Ellen H, Marianne H 

Of course we linger,

embracing each other's warmth:


one blood and one heart.


Vanzelf blijven we,
omarmen elkaars warmte:in gemeinsamen Wärme:
één bloed en één hart.éin Blut und éin Herz.

Poem H1882
Amsterdam, 2017-12-03
On the death of Herman H
Collection: Local tardiness
Keyword: Family: relatives 
Dedicated to: Ineke J, Mark H, Christel H, Ellen H, Marianne H 

He is here, at home,

wherever he is absent --


though still known by us.


Hij is hier nog, thuis,
overal waar hij niet is --dort, wo er nicht mehr ist, wir --
maar wij hem kennen.ihn aber kennen.

Poem H1881
Amsterdam, 2017-12-03
On the death of Herman H
Collection: Local tardiness
Keyword: Memory: of someone 
Dedicated to: Ineke J, Mark H, Christel H, Ellen H, Marianne H 

Missing his presence

together, so forever --


that it makes time stop.


Zijn aanwezigheid
samen missen, zo voorgoed --vermissen, so für immer --
dat de tijd stil staat.dass die Zeit still steht.

Poem H1880
Amsterdam, 2017-12-03
On the death of Herman H
Collection: Greeting from before
Keyword: Missing: deceased 
Dedicated to: Ineke J, Mark H, Christel H, Ellen H, Marianne H 

That's the way it is

and sure, it may be all-right --


yet we do resist.


Het is zo en zo
zal het ook wel goed zijn, toch --wird es schon gut sein, trotzdem --
verzetten we ons.versetzen wir uns.

Poem H1879
Amsterdam, 2017-12-03
On the death of Herman H
Collection: Blown sand
Keywords: Sadness: mourning, Goodbye: gradual 
Dedicated to: Ineke J, Mark H, Christel H, Ellen H, Marianne H 

Zywa In the whizz

As a child you learn so much:
from whipped cream to silverfishes
to be sick and to get well

what is tough, what is dirty
where the fixed spots
are in the whizz

of the grown-ups
and to clean up the toys
you'll need again tomorrow

how long a year is (nine haircuts)
and that you have to sneeze
from hair and tangerines

you learn what tickling is, what
thumb-writing and your favourite colour
is, and maybe even Mikado patience

you swim through the streets
of the planted woods
ahead of dad and mum

there are beetles, tractors and trains
elf-rorquals, wasps' nests
sheepskin and rubber tiles

you learn to get up again
and to walk away
from mum when she asks

it goes?, of course
it goes
by

Poem 929
Amsterdam, 2016-12-28
Collection: Summer birds
Keyword: Child: evolvement 
Dedicated to: Marianne H, Ali I 

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