Zywa

I missed you a lot,

I miss you, these years of life --

we have sadly missed.



Ik heb jou gemist,	,
ik mis je, levensjaren --	ich vermisse dich, Jahre --
hebben we gemist.	haben wir verpasst.

Poem S2246
Amsterdam, 2024-07-01
Collection: Pending rain
Keyword: Missing: absence
Dedicated to: Tessel vB

Zywa Because it is that way

Broken contact, what can you
say about it, do you have to
talk about missing it?

Having lost someone
who is still there, but never with you
not as it could have been

Having our own lives, you
because you decided so
and I because it is that way

If it wasn't so
we would feel
what we don't feel now

mutuality, togetherness
a sideshow though, yes
we let life flow

It can go around obstacles
it does not need any comment
and no afterword

Poem 3282
Amsterdam, 2020-11-14
Collection: Metamorphic body
Keyword: Missing:
Dedicated to: Tessel vB

Zywa Me do (Independent Worker Without Personnel)

Me do, I said
and I burned my fingers
I was a big girl, I wanted everything
my brother was allowed to do

If I feel like it, I'll drive to Paris
on my Norton, in my leather jacket
with imputed emblems
the insulting thoughts

of frightened people
who shun me
declare me unsuited
and skip my turn

You should be ashamed, they say
but I burn with a desire
to be my own boss
and to do what I can

I'm not inferior to you
I can teach you a lot
I can beat you in everything
and that's only the beginning

Poem 2679
Amsterdam, 2020-02-06
Anything You Can Do (I Can Do Better) - 1946
Song "Anything You Can Do (I Can Do Better)" - 1946, Irving Berlin
Collection: The Big Secret
Keyword: Equality:
Tribute to: Berlin, Irving
Dedicated to: Tessel vB

Zywa All mine

The kitchen and the large bed
are Mum's, Pippi and I
live throughout the house

where everything must be in its place
I'm working on it every day
just like Mum, and sweet mouse

Neil hangs on his tail
he watches and sniffs
then I pet him, he likes that

I was two, now I'm seventeen
my room is mine, and Trini
is mine, my stuff

friends, jobs, money and all
the things Mum would not approve
if she knew, are mine

all mine
even if they explode
and I can't help but cry

Poem 2291
Amsterdam, 2019-06-21
Collection: The Big Secret
Keyword: Ego / ~ism/~centrism
Dedicated to: Tessel vB

Zywa Children's game

My first loves, a game:
the cool boys in the breaks
for which school was good

and in the weekends with lies
confirmed by my dear brother
evenings of fun in disco and club

the true, my real, life
Get a berry, we're not leaving
not going to bed. The bike will wait

we stay, chatting and laughing, free
we are, because mum doesn't know
and is not worried

Poem 1503
Amsterdam, 2017-08-09
Collection: The Big Secret
Keywords: Love: play, Puberty
Dedicated to: Tessel vB

Zywa Fairied

An evil fairy in mother
is making it hard for me:
school, pocket money and so many

rules of getting up and coming
home on time. I can be angry
too, for all fairy's sake!

Daddy thinks I'm difficult
he doesn't listen. I need glasses
and the oculist says I don't

just like mother who always wants to know
everything, because she doesn't believe me
so why should I still

tell what I'm doing? As if
I am no good yet. But the boys
do know better, so let me

have fun, by fairied, how
else can this possibly be
the best time of my life!

Poem 1502
Amsterdam, 2017-08-09
Collection: The Big Secret
Keyword: Ego / ~ism/~centrism
Dedicated to: Tessel vB

Mountainshapes
Beek (Berg en Dal), 1987-01-15
Oil paint on paper, 37.5x37.5cm (60x60cm)
Collection:
Keywords: , Painting
Dedicated to: Tessel vB

Diary 'Tree'
Beek (Berg en Dal), 1985-12-05
Ink on paper, 18.5x21cm
Collection:
Keywords: , Drawing
Dedicated to: Tessel vB

Les contraires
Beek (Berg en Dal), 1981-04-17
Ink on paper
Collection:
Keywords: , Drawing
Dedicated to: Tessel vB

Venz (Santa Claus)
Beek (Berg en Dal), 1978-12-05
Ink and pencil on paper
Collection:
Keywords: , Santa Claus
Dedicated to: Pieter W, Frank W, Tessel vB

Tray (Santa Claus)
Beek (Berg en Dal), 1978-12-05
Gloss paint on wood
Collection:
Keywords: , Santa Claus
Dedicated to: Pieter W, Frank W, Tessel vB

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