| I was lost, tired out, | |
| I fell asleep, in my dream -- | |
| I saw where I was. | |
| Ik was verdwaald, moe | Ich war verloren, |
| viel ik in slaap, in mijn droom -- | müde schlief ich ein, im Traum -- |
| zag ik waar ik was. | sah ich, wo ich war. |
Amsterdam, 2025-12-20
The squirrel knew enough about the forest to know how it was stratified (Toon Tellegen) - 1984
Short story "De eekhoorn had genoeg verstand van het bos om te weten hoe het in elkaar zat", published in the collections "Er ging geen dag voorbij" (1984) and "Misschien wisten zij alles" (1995)
Collection: Perhaps / Some day / Occasionally / Almost
Tribute to: Tellegen, Toon
| 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
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
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
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
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
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
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| She is no longer | |
| coming, under the street lamp -- | |
| I now stand alone. | |
| Ze is er niet meer, | Sie kommt leider nicht |
| onder de straatlantaren -- | mehr, unter der Laterne -- |
| sta ik nu alleen. | steh ich nun allein. |
Amsterdam, 2025-07-04
Song of a young sentry / Lili Marleen (Hans Leip / Norbert Schultze) - 1915
Song "Lied eines jungen Wachtpostens" (1915, Hans Leip; music 1939, Norbert Schultze), sung by Lale Andersen
Collection: Between us
Tribute to: Leip, Hans; Schultze, Norbert
| The stone in the shape | |
| of a heart is pink, bled dry -- | |
| it lies on their grave. | |
| De hartvormige | Der herzförmige |
| steen is roze, leeggebloed -- | Stein: rosa, ausgeblutet -- |
| ligt hij op hun graf. | auf ihrem Rastplatz. |
Amsterdam, 2025-03-17
A heart of stone (Renate Dorrestein) - 1998
Novel "Een hart van steen", part 2, chapter 'Kester, Ellen and Bas, Thanksgiving, November 28th, 1972'
Collection: Lack
Tribute to: Dorrestein, Renate
| Trying this and that | |
| way out, they are silting up -- | |
| I am nowhere now. | |
| Uitweg na uitweg | Ausfahrt nach Ausfahrt |
| proberen, ze slibben dicht -- | versuchen, sie verschlammen -- |
| Ik ben nergens meer. | Ich bin nirgends mehr. |
Amsterdam, 2025-01-18
Pole (Karlheinz Stockhausen) - 1970
Improvisation-composition, for two players/singers with two shortwave receivers, on the occasion of the Expo '70 in Osaka; performed by Robin Rimbaud (electronics), Jakob Lekkerkerker (organ) and Gareth Davis (bass clarinet) on January 18th, 2025 in the Organpark
Collection: org anp ARK
Composer: Stockhausen, Karlheinz
| In the empty hall, | |
| standing next to her suitcase -- | |
| mum waits, and she cries. | |
| In de lege hal | Im leeren Flur steht |
| staat mama met haar koffer -- | Mama mit ihrem Koffer -- |
| te wachten; ze huilt. | Sie wartet, und weint. |
Amsterdam, 2024-05-31
Autobiography of an apartment (Otto de Kat) - 2024
Retrospective "Autobiografie van een flat"
Collection: After the festivities
Tribute to: De Kat, Otto
| Without a sound I | |
| call for help in eerily -- | |
| yet perfect silence. | |
| Zonder geluid roep | Lautlos rufe ich |
| ik om hulp in akelig -- | um Hilfe in unheimlich -- |
| perfecte stilte. | perfekter Stille. |
Amsterdam, 2023-12-18
Perfect silence (Thomas Verbogt) - 2011
Novel "Perfecte stilte", chapter I need
Collection: Unseen
Tribute to: Verbogt, Thomas
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The cold lies thick |
Amsterdam, 2023-09-27
The Frost (Mitski) - 2023
Song (album "The Land is Inhospitable and So Are We")
Collection: Reaching out
Tribute to: Mitski (Miyawaki, Mitski)
| They suddenly leave | |
| the table, I am alone -- | |
| stuck in the high chair. | |
| Ze gaan van tafel, | Plötzlich stehen sie |
| laten mij ineens achter -- | auf vom Tisch und lassen mich -- |
| in de kinderstoel. | im Hochstuhl zurück. |
Amsterdam, 2023-05-30
Personal injury (Vonne van der Meer) - 2022
Separation anxiety
Novel "Letselschade"
Collection: After the festivities
Tribute to: Van Der Meer, Vonne
| Ballet music up- | |
| stairs, in his room he is now -- | |
| dancing without me. | |
| Boven klinkt ballet- | Oben ist Ballett- |
| muziek, op zijn kamer danst -- | musik, in seinem Zimmer -- |
| hij nu zonder mij. | tanzt er, ohne mich. |
Amsterdam, 2023-04-13
The time of the angels (Iris Murdoch) - 1966
Novel, § 3
Collection: Dreams of love
Tribute to: Murdoch, Iris
| Fiery is his | |
| lecture, in a cloakroom, full -- | |
| of dripping raincoats. | |
| Vurig geeft hij les | Flammender Vortrag, |
| in een garderobe, vol -- | in einer Garderobe -- |
| druipende jassen. | mit nassen Mänteln. |
Amsterdam, 2022-12-20
The Cathar heresy (Luigi Pirandello) - 1905
Story "L'eresia catara"
Collection: Specialities
Tribute to: Pirandello, Luigi
| In the empty streets | |
| I am a living statue -- | |
| feeling a bit dead. | |
| In de lege stad | Die Straßen sind leer, |
| ben ik een levend standbeeld -- | nur lebende Statuen -- |
| Ik voel me half dood. | schon ein bisschen tot. |
Amsterdam, 2020-11-14
Interview with Maartje Wortel - 2020
Interview in the nrc.next of November 14th, 2020
Lockdown measures due to Covid-19
Collection: VacantVoid
Tribute to: Wortel, Maartje
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I was drifting along |
Amsterdam, 2017-05-06
Stappegoor [Stepmoor], Tilburg South
Collection: Life line
| Did someone call me? | |
| I listen and I answer -- | |
| to the empty air. | |
| Riep iemand mijn naam? | Wer hat gerufen? |
| Ik luister en antwoord dan -- | Ich höre und antworte -- |
| maar de lege lucht. | mal der leeren Luft. |
Amsterdam, 0000-00-00
The night is long, I can't get to sleep (Anonymous, China) - 450
From the collection "Songs of Midnight"
Collection: Em Brace
Tribute to: Anon. [China]
