Mama only takes

care of herself now, lonely --


without visitors.


Mama zorgt alleenMama kümmert sich
nog maar voor zichzelf, eenzaam --nur noch um sich selbst, einsam --

zonder bezoekers.ohne Besucher.

Poem S3145
Amsterdam, 2026-05-07
Moeder (Karel Jonckheere) - 1973
Poem "Moeder", from the collection "Poëtische inventaris"
Collection: Silent walk
Tribute to: Jonckheere, Karel 
 

I sing to myself,

that's how I feel, that is how --


I feel less alone.


Ik zing voor mezelf,Ich singe frei vor
zo voel ik me, zo voel ik --mich hin, so fühle ich mich,

me niet zo alleen.mich nicht so allein.

Poem H6176
Amsterdam, 2026-03-22
Fantasia for Alto Saxophone (Ramin Amin Tafreshi) - 2025
Composition
Collection: Dearme
Composer: Tafreshi, Ramin Amin 
 

He just wants his peace

and quiet, ignores his wife --


and makes her lonely.


Hij zondert zich af,Er ignoriert sie,
hij wil rust, negeert zijn vrouw --will seine Ruhe vor ihr --

en maakt haar eenzaam.und macht sie einsam.

Poem S3054
Amsterdam, 2026-01-17
Within the skin (Han Voskuil) - 2009
Autobiographical novel "Binnen de huid" (written 1964-1967), chapter 22 - December 23rd, 1954, Deventer
Collection: Elude
Tribute to: Voskuil, Han 
 

My good provision

is taken for granted, so --


I have to make eyes.


Mijn goede zorgenMeine Versorgung
worden voor lief genomen --wird gar nicht geschätzt. Ich kann --

Ik kan slechts lonken.nur noch liebäugeln.

Poem S3055
Amsterdam, 2026-01-17
Within the skin (Han Voskuil) - 2009
Autobiographical novel "Binnen de huid" (written 1964-1967), chapter 22 - December 23rd, 1954, Deventer
Collection: Elude
Tribute to: Voskuil, Han 
 

The animals thank

the frog for his croaking, and --


they leave him alone.


Iedereen bedanktAlle danken dem
de kikker voor zijn gekwaak --Frosch für sein Quaken, und sie --

en laat hem alleen.lassen ihn allein.

Poem S3012
Amsterdam, 2025-11-27
The frog stood in front of his mirror and looked at himself (Toon Tellegen) - 2013
Short story "De kikker stond voor zijn spiegel en bekeek zichzelf", published in the collections "Het lot van de kikker" (2013), "Ze wisten er meer van" (2020), and "Voor elkaar" (2023)
Collection: Perhaps / Some day / Occasionally / Almost
Tribute to: Tellegen, Toon 
 

Without her, it doesn't

taste good, while a guinea pig --


would feast upon it.


Het smaakt niet zonderOhne sie schmeckt's nicht,
haar, terwijl een cavia --obschon ein Meerschweinchen es --

ervan zou smullen.genießen würde.

Poem H5990
Amsterdam, 2025-10-28
The ortolan (Maarten 't Hart) - 1984
Novella "De ortolaan", chapter 3. A functional embrace
Collection: The Note Tree
Tribute to: T Hart, Maarten 
 

Zywa Alone too much

Alone, alone, one is alone
too much, wasting time
longingly, I want

no people passing by
no boring vicissitudes
no daily uselessness

but interest
in my existence, in me
Yes, I do

want to live, to love
and to care and pass on
everything

that should not be lost
Yes, that's how it should be
Yet there's nothing that should be

and that's why
one has to be alone
alone too much

Poem 5690
Amsterdam, 2025-10-09
Inspired by the first line "Alleen, alleen, men is te veel alleen" ("Alone, alone, one is alone too much") of a poem by Frida Vogels, published 1994 in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3" [part II, Paris]), written on October 17th, 1952 in Paris
Collection: Pending rain
 

Summer afternoon

in the park, free from being --


far too much alone.


Een zomermiddagSommernachmittag
in het park, vrij van het veel --im Park, ich bin frei von all-

te veel alleen zijn.zu viel Alleinsein.

Poem H5686
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
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida 
 

The wind is humming

low in the deep cave, it sings --


itself less lonely.


De wind neuriet laagDer Wind summt ganz tief
in de diepe grot, hij zingt --in der Höhle, er singt sich --

zich minder eenzaam.weniger einsam.

Poem H5339
Amsterdam, 2025-03-22
Trac (Jan-Bas Bollen) - 2023
Composition "Boete", part 3: "Stoek" ("Penance", part 3: "Trac", 2023, Jan-Bas Bollen), for HyperTheremin and two organs, performed by Jan-Bas Bollen in the Organpark on March 22nd, 2025
Collection: org anp ARK 
Composer: Bollen, Jan-Bas 
 

People are sailing

to and fro and I stand there --


alone on the side.


Mensen varen afDie Leute segeln
en aan en ik sta nog steeds --hin und her und ich steh da --

alleen aan de kant.alleine am Kai.

Poem S2531
Amsterdam, 2025-01-25
A Ruined Gal (Langston Hughes / Theo Loevendie) - 1927
Composition "A Ruined Gal" (1960, poem 1927, Langston Hughes, collection "Fine Clothes to the Jew"), performed on January 25th, 2025 in the Organpark, by Claron MacFadden (soprano) and Theo Loevendie (piano)
Collection: org anp ARK 
Tribute to: Hughes, Langston 
Composer: Loevendie, Theo 
 

I live alone, I

feel at home in solitude --


The perfect silence.


Ik woon graag alleen,In der Einsamkeit
voel me thuis in eenzaamheid --fühle ich mich zu Hause --

Perfecte stilte.Perfekte Stille.

Poem H4377
Amsterdam, 2023-12-18
Perfect silence (Thomas Verbogt) - 2011
Novel "Perfecte stilte", chapter The heartfelt wasteland
Collection: Shelter
Tribute to: Verbogt, Thomas 
 

Evening, I'm alone

in and outside my cabin --


And it's getting dark.


Avond, in mijn hutAbend, alleine
ben ik alleen, buiten ook --bin ich, drinnen und draußen --

En het wordt donker.Und es wird dunkel.

Poem S2029
Amsterdam, 2023-12-01
Poem by Ryosen - 828
Poem by the monk ("Hoshi") Ryosen (?-828): Sabishisa ni / Yado o tachi idete / Nagamureba / Izuko mo onaji / Aki no yugure
Collection: Shelter
Tribute to: Ryosen 
 

I can't sleep, I look

outside, still the day doesn't break --


and I am alone.


Ik kan niet slapen,Ich kann nicht schlafen,
nog steeds breekt de dag niet aan --draußen bricht der Tag nicht an --

en ben ik alleen.und ich bin allein.

Poem S2030
Amsterdam, 2023-12-01
Poem by Shun'e - 1150
Poem by the monk ("Hoshi") Shun'e (1113-?): Yo mo sugara / Mono omou koro wa / Ake yaranu / Neya no hima sae / Tsure nakari keri
Collection: Shelter
Tribute to: Shun'e 
 

In the silent night,

lonely people are looking --


up at that one star.


In de stille nachtIn der stillen Nacht
kijken eenzame mensen --schauen einsame Menschen --

naar die ene ster.auf den einen Stern.

Poem S1886
Amsterdam, 2023-08-25
The star of Bethlehem (Freek de Jonge, Bram Vermeulen) - 1971
Song "De ster van Bethlehem" (performance "Neerlands Hoop in Panama" ["Hope of the Netherlands in Panama"])
Collection: No wonder
Tribute to: De Jonge, Freek; Vermeulen, Bram 
 

Zywa Bushes of love

Insatiable angels float
through the park, wearing wings
of fear and a crown that hurts
Their heart is wounded, lonely
and it no longer knows who it dwells in

The trees cannot help them
Pickpockets lurk in the bushes
of hidden love
The alderman sends police
into the night with handcuffs

People are closing up their homes
They hear, see, and speak no evil
An owl in the hollow of a tree
calls the hour of truth
and my eyes start to water

Poem 5242
Amsterdam, 2023-06-12
A***f***ers Park - 1 (Namdea Dhasal) - 1986
Poem (collection "Gandu Bagicha")
Collection: Changing Times
Tribute to: Dhasal, Namdea 
 

It makes me lonely

that no one sees how serious --


things are for me now.


Het maakt me eenzaamEs macht mich einsam,
dat niemand ziet hoe ernstig --dass niemand sieht, wie schwierig --

ik eraan toe ben.es mir zur Zeit geht.

Poem S1745
Amsterdam, 2023-04-26
I'm not there (Lize Spit) - 2020
Novel "Ik ben er niet", page 249
Collection: Shelter
Tribute to: Spit, Lize 
 

Zywa Thousand-petalled day

Thousands of slaves of The Saviour run
bent over to a place to sit, belly to buttock
nose in the back, sections full of light pink
shoulders under the violet
shaved crowns

to open the brain
under sun and moon
to the Great Soul
and to gain self-knowledge
from the mirrors around you

the exchangeable bodies that
under the discipline of loneliness
among silent fellow sufferers
no longer can die
from everyday life's dangers

Everywhere you see yourself
among the hard faces
of armed guards
and you cling to
the changing of the light

the rustle of rain and
scents brought by the wind
He laughs best who laughs last
But what kind of laugh is that?
A laugh which is not shared...

Poem 5108
Amsterdam, 2023-03-20
"Centro de Confinamiento del Terrorismo" (CECOT, "Terrorism Confinement Center") in Tecoluca (El Salvador), February 24th, 2023
Crown chakra "Sahasrara" ("Thousand-petalled")

Collection: Greeting from before
 

I'm lonely, only

it seems to be lonelier --


without loneliness.


Ik ben wel eenzaam,Ich bin einsam, nur,
maar het lijkt me eenzamer --es würde einsamer sein --

zonder eenzaamheid.ohne Einsamkeit.

Poem H3533
Amsterdam, 2022-10-26
It might be lonelier (Emily Dickinson) - 1862
Poem (Franklin #353, Johnson #405)
Collection: Finethreads
Tribute to: Dickinson, Emily 
 

Hygiene costs smooth rooms,

electricity and a --


lot of loneliness.


Hygiëne kostDie Hygiene
flats met gladde kamers, stroom --kostet glatte Räume, Strom --

en veel eenzaamheid.und viel Einsamkeit.

Poem S1519
Amsterdam, 2022-09-23
Turned on (Kristien Hemmerechts) - 1991
Story "Opgegeild"
Collection: Shelter
 

Zywa Days of the week

Who are you, you elusive
mermaid in my story
of desire and boredom?

My story, my story
of shipwreck and beach
beach, beach, pebble beach

Washed ashore, thirsty
and shivering of exhaustion
awakened by the hot sun

Beach, beach, pebble beach
washed ashore, delirious
from hunger and alone
all alone with you

dancing in the waves of the sea
the sea, the sea, the waving sea
and my story, only my story

is sailing past this beach
beach, beach, pebble beach
mama, mama, grandma

Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, I'm doing my best
come soon, soon, don't leave me alone

Poem 4640
Amsterdam, 2022-09-01
Robinson Crusoe (Daniel Defoe)
The Island (Anca Damian) - 2021

Book "The life and strange surprising adventures of Robinson Crusoe, of York, Mariner: who lived eight and twenty years, all alone in an uninhabited island on the coast of America, near the Mouth of the great river of Oroonoque; having been cast on shore by shipwreck, wherein all the men perished but himself. With an account how he was at last as strangely deliver'd by pirates. Written by himself." (1719, Daniel Defoe)
Animated film "The Island" (2021, Anca Damian)

Collection: Greeting from before
Tribute to: Defoe, Daniel; Damian, Anca 
 

I talk to myself,

I know, I know very well --


nobody listens.


Ik praat in mezelf,Ich rede mit mir
ik weet het, weet het heel goed --selbst, ich weiß, ich weiß genau --

dat niemand luistert.dass niemand zuhört.

Poem S1491
Amsterdam, 2022-08-12
Collection: Moons
 

I feel so lonely

that I could be anywhere --


and nowhere, so free.


Ik voel me eenzaam,Ich fühl mich einsam,
zou overal en nergens --ich könnte überall sein --

kunnen zijn, zo vrij.und nirgends, so frei.

Poem H3326
Amsterdam, 2022-06-10
All the heaven you need (Franco Faggiani) - 2022
Novel "Tutto il cielo che serve"
Collection: Thinkles Lusionless
Tribute to: Faggiani, Franco 
 

The distance between

I am me and you are you --


is my loneliness.


De afstand tussenDer Abstand zwischen
ik ben ik en jij bent jij --ich bin ich und du bist du:

is mijn eenzaamheid.meine Einsamkeit.

Poem S1402
Amsterdam, 2022-04-23
Collection: The Yellow House Museum
 

Silently I call

your name, please come, hear my need --


listen with your soul.


Zwijgend roep ik jeSchweigend rufe ich
naam, kom alsjeblieft, hoor mij --deinen Namen an, hör mich --

luister met je ziel.mit deiner Seele.

Poem S1392
Amsterdam, 2022-04-09
Collection: Silent walk
 

Be myself, social,

only then I don't go mad --


from my loneliness.


Mezelf zijn, sociaal,Ich selbst sein, sozial,
alleen dan word ik niet gek --dann werde ich nicht verrückt --

van mijn eenzaamheid.von der Einsamkeit.

Poem H3191
Amsterdam, 2022-02-06
Collection: Greeting from before
 

Zywa Flames in top

At home, Lonely Hearts sing
in a band, far from our room
where I hold your hand

We put a rainbow
of flowers on the windowsill
and praise the hard-working people

Outside, fires of light blast
towards love, and it does not matter
We no longer have expectations

Doctors cannot help us
against the riot in the streets
It is every man for himself

Girls have stains on their dresses
Tramps climb off the road
Beggars are burping at dinner

And the flames flutter in top -
above the citadel of the gang
of rich people everyone knows

Poem 4225
Amsterdam, 2021-12-14
"Their Satanic Majesties Request" (1967) and "Beggars Banquet" (The Rolling Stones) - 1968
Albums from 1967 and 1968
With a reference to "Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band" (1967, The Beatles)

Collection: Mosaic virus
Tribute to: The Rolling Stones 
 

Here, the urban crowd

and there, an extensive field --


I'm feeling lonely.


Hier de stadsdrukteHier der Stadtbetrieb
en daar een uitgestrekt veld --und dort ein riesiger Feld --

Ik voel me eenzaam.Ich fühl mich einsam.

Poem S1272
Egmond aan Zee, 2021-10-25
Collection: Local traffic
 

Just living at home

all alone for hours, trying --


to find a way out.


Alleen nog maar thuisNur noch zu Hause,
leven, urenlang alleen --stundenlang allein suchen --

een uitweg zoeken.nach einem Ausweg.

Poem S1214
Amsterdam, 2021-08-17
Sickbed / being shut-in / captivity
Collection: On living on [1]
 

With their little heart

Casanovas are kissing --


the lonely women.


Met hun kleine hartMit ihrem Herzchen
kussen de Casanova's --küssen die Casanovas --

eenzame vrouwen.einsame Frauen.

Poem S1211
Amsterdam, 2021-08-08
Desolation Row (Bob Dylan) - 1965
Song (album "Highway 61 Revisited")
Collection: Great Flow 
Tribute to: Dylan, Bob 
 

Lonely people walk

the squares and the promenades. --


Secretly longing.


Eenzame mensenEinsame Leute
lopen tussen de mensen --gehen zwischen den Menschen. --

stil te verlangen.Stilles Verlangen.

Poem S1204
Amsterdam, 2021-07-24
Collection: Pending rain
 

The tears of her heart

sizzle in the tamped ashes --


of her loneliness.


Haar tranen sissenSie weint Tränen in
in de aangestampte as --die angestampften Asche --

van haar eenzaamheid.ihrer Einsamkeit.

Poem S1174
Amsterdam, 2021-05-08
One Hundred Years of Solitude (Gabriel García Márquez) - 1967
Novel "Cien años de soledad"
Collection: Dream flight
Tribute to: García Márquez, Gabriel 
 

Empty streets after

the parade, I'm lingering --


in my loneliness.


De straat is weer leegLeere Straßen nach
na de optocht, ik treuzel --dem Umzug, ich verweile --

in mijn eenzaamheid.in der Einsamkeit.

Poem S1171
Amsterdam, 2021-05-07
One Hundred Years of Solitude (Gabriel García Márquez) - 1967
Novel "Cien años de soledad"
Collection: Dream flight
Tribute to: García Márquez, Gabriel 
 

The whole endless night,

he scratches the yearshard crust --


of his loneliness.


Heel de nacht krabt hijDie ganze Nacht kratzt
aan de jarenharde korst --er an der harten Krüste --

van zijn eenzaamheid.seiner Einsamkeit.

Poem S1167
Amsterdam, 2021-05-06
One Hundred Years of Solitude (Gabriel García Márquez) - 1967
Novel "Cien años de soledad"
Collection: Dream flight
Tribute to: García Márquez, Gabriel 
 

This full quarantine:

who can manage long enough?


Only the lonely?


De quarantaine:Die Quarantäne:
wie kunnen het volhouden?welche Leute halten durch?

Eenzame mensen?Einsame Menschen?

Poem S1122
Amsterdam, 2021-01-14
Collection: The drama
 

Zywa Sentences of loneliness

How would I be without words?
What would I be called

if a word being would name me?
How many words does it take

to make clear that you are like I
am

so that we can make contact
can tell what we think

and have experienced
then and then --

all fleeting events
that are kept

as in a poem --
in increasingly beautiful sentences

because they stand between us
as loneliness

Poem 3350
Amsterdam, 2021-01-10
Collection: Moons
 

I leave the lamp on,

I cherish the company --


my shadow provides.


Ik laat de lamp aan,Ich lass' das Licht an,
ik koester het gezelschap --ich schätze die Gesellschaft --

dat mijn schaduw biedt.meines Schattens sehr.

Poem S1063
Amsterdam, 2020-10-08
At midnight, bed and blanket are chilly (Juyi Bai) - 800
"A night in a cold women's room"
Collection: Em Brace
Tribute to: Bai, Juyi 
 

Loneliness, leaking

out of me, a thin desire --


for the lowest point.


Er lekt eenzaamheidEinsamkeit leckt aus
uit mij, een dun verlangen --mir, ein dünner Verlangen --

naar het laagste punt.nach dem tiefsten Punkt.

Poem S0948
Vaison-la-Romaine, 2019-10-17
Collection: Greeting from before
 

I need company,

only then I can enjoy --


my sweet loneliness.


Ik wil samen zijn,Ich mag es, zu zweit
dan kan ik pas genieten --zu sein, dann genieße ich --

van mijn eenzaamheid.meine Einsamkeit.

Poem S0878
Amsterdam, 2019-05-26
Letters from Genoa (Ilja Leonard Pfeijffer) - 2016
"Brieven uit Genua", March 31st, 2015
Collection: Palace of the night
Tribute to: Pfeijffer, Ilja Leonard 
 

My second glass clinks

with the one that I emptied:


cheers, I am alone!


Mijn tweede glas klinktMein zweites Glas stößt
met het lege eerste glas:an dem leeren ersten Glas:

proost, ik ben alleen!Prost, ich bin allein!

Poem S0870
Amsterdam, 2019-05-20
Letters from Genoa (Ilja Leonard Pfeijffer) - 2016
"Brieven uit Genua", January 22nd, 2013
Collection: Palace of the night
Tribute to: Pfeijffer, Ilja Leonard 
 

Zywa Invisibly lonely

Loneliness, that want
that I had misunderstood:
it is not a feeling

but a tendency
that I may have
despite my good life

It is so elusive
how important I am
to the sweet people

who are important to me
but living their own lives
are absent to me

in the evening, the night and
when the day begins and
I am alone with my ideal

how it could be
with always the breath of
a loved one close to me

Maybe this ideal has
become my tendency
to wait and see

to acquiesce and yet
to keep longing -
invisibly lonely

Poem 2076
Amsterdam, 2019-02-04
Collection: Pending rain
 

The room is empty,

emptiness in the mirrors --


that do not show me.


De kamer is leeg,Der Raum: komplett leer,
een leegte in de spiegel --eine Leere im Spiegel --

die mij niet laat zien.der mir mich nicht zeigt.

Poem S0808
Amsterdam, 2018-10-17
No Exit (Jean-Paul Sartre) - 1943
One act play "Huis clos" ("No Exit" / "Closed doors") - Scene 5 - Estelle
Collection: Unseen
Tribute to: Sartre, Jean-Paul 
 

Nice weekend: lonely

I'm walking along the sea --


with my shoes in hand.


Weekend: fijn eenzaam,Wochenende: schön
met mijn schoenen in de hand --einsam, mit meinen Schuhen --

langs de zee lopen.in der Hand am Meer.

Poem H2212
Scheveningen, 2018-06-21
The road to Sacramento (Gerrit Krol) - 1977
Novel "De weg naar Sacramento"
Collection: Skin-contact
Tribute to: Krol, Gerrit 
 

Looking at my house

I see myself, in the light --


of the lamp, alone.


Kijkend naar mijn huisMein Haus betrachtend,
zie ik mezelf, in het licht --sehe ich mich selbst, im Licht --

van de lamp. Alleen.der Lampe, allein.

Poem H1968
Train Amsterdam-Brussels, 2018-01-10
Green (Albert Alberts) - 1952
Story "Groen", collection "De Eilanden" ("The Islands")
Collection: Appearances
Tribute to: Alberts, Albert 
 

Zywa Silent Dark House

Silent. Dark. House
All the time I'm thinking
of you, your silent steps

in my memories of
your steps in this house
blindly in the dark

from my confusion to
the love under my fear

a void now, no voice
to shout, no tears
no longer a body, lost

if I were to leave here
or live a different life
if I would like to

Poem 1613
Amsterdam, 2017-11-10
Collection: Moons
 

There's no one to share

this moment here with, I must --


keep it to myself.


Dit ogenblik hierDieser Moment hier
met niemand kunnen delen --nicht teilen zu können, ihn --

het bij me houden.bei mir behalten.

Poem H1765
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
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida 
 

We don't want to go

home yet, so we walk around --


both of us lonely.


We willen nog nietWir willen noch nicht
naar huis en lopen wat rond --nach Hause, wir trödeln und --

zijn beiden eenzaam.sind beide einsam.

Poem S0518
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
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.

Poem S0517
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
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida 
 

Zywa They didn't come

For months I was afraid
to go to bed, afraid
of the nightmares of the army

of bees with their big bulging eyes
they buzzed to me from all sides
and kept hanging in front of my face

I screamed: mum, dad
It woke me up, but
they didn't come, I was alone

At school I made mistakes
I'd rather not get a turn
Always I had been the best

but now I started to hesitate
and again my answer was wrong
The teacher called me forward

and then I did know the result
and he that this was not a mystery
but eyes become near-sighted

Poem 1329
Amsterdam, 2017-05-05
Collection: Life line 
 

Life is difficult,

and lonely in the middle --


of grudge and smallthoughts.


Het leven is zwaar,Schwierig und einsam
en eenzaam tussen afgunst --ist das Leben, zwischen Neid --

en kleingedachten.und Kleingedanken.

Poem S0463
Amsterdam, 2017-01-25
Sir Bumble and The Labborman (Marten Toonder) - 1965
Comic strip #110 "Heer Bommel en De Labberdaan", tier 5429
Collection: Puss & Lord
Tribute to: Toonder, Marten 
 

Zywa Crying silently

Sometimes left
calling in vain
after a scary dream

crying silently

not knowing
whether I call loud enough
my voice not smothered

in crying silently

It's an imprint
of longing
for protection

in a safe lap

an imprint in
my soul, my fado
without melancholy

Poem 960
Amsterdam, 2017-01-18
Character = Imprint
Fado = Fate

Collection: Life line 
 

I am not Samson

and the pea, I am a Lord --


lonely on my way.


Ik ben geen SamsonIch bin nicht Simson
op de erwt, ik ben een heer --auf der Erbse, nein, ein Herr --

eenzaam onderweg.einsam unterwegs.

Poem H1650
Amsterdam, 2017-01-11
Sir Bumble and The Trullherdess (Marten Toonder) - 1966
Comic strip #116 - "Heer Bommel en De Trullenhoedster", tier 5879
Collection: Puss & Lord
Tribute to: Toonder, Marten 
 

Zywa Jewel

I love Amsterdam at night
rows of narrow houses on the canal
lit windows, slow time
jewel of my loneliness

predictable daytime traffic
manoeuvering through logos and slogans
grumpy faces, professional smile
turning diagonally on steep sections

zigzag track from right to left
watch out, it causes accidents
attention, left is going, right is standing
flashing lights in the middle every now and then

like nothing is wrong
grab like crows in the poo
between garbage and inventory
ephemeral, a group on the sidewalk

familiar strange ordinary
fellow citizens where we live
quite easily next to each other
our contacts interchangeable

Amsterdam at night
narrow houses on the canal
lit windows, slow time
jewel of my loneliness

Poem 232
Amsterdam, 2014-04-28
Cosmos = order, world order, right order >> piece of jewellery, praise
Collection: New Ago
 

The homeless won't build

a house now that it's the fall --


They are so alone.


Wie nu geen huis heeft,Wer noch kein Haus hat,
bouwt er geen meer, het is herfst --baut es jetzt, im Herbst, nicht mehr --

en je bent alleen.Er ist alleine.

Poem S0168
Amsterdam, 2014-03-12
Autumn day (Rainer Maria Rilke) - 1902
Poem "Herbsttag" (collection "Der ersten Buches zweiter Teil")
Collection: MistI
Tribute to: Rilke, Rainer Maria 
 

The sky is glooming,

the headwind tires me, I wish --


the moon was shining.


De lucht wordt donker,Es dunkelt, der Wind
de tegenwind maakt me moe --macht mich müde, ich wünschte --

Was er maar een maan.der Mond wäre da.

Poem H0081
Train Amsterdam - Den Helder, 2011-12-23
Collection: Moons
 

Zywa Winterstill Moon

The moon goes unseen
beyond the starlight
softly, but so far away
not giving any warmth
another night I feel
another night
the night

another night I feel
alone, like a black moon
a black moon
black moon

on which no one's light is shining
I'm breathing yes and no
whether the sun will shine
in my garden tomorrow morning
whether someone will come
someone will come
someone

who wants to stay with me
The budding flowers
and tense and winterstill
winterstill

Maybe, maybe today
someone will discover
me and all my names
maybe my flowers will open
scenting richly and full
in the gardens
of my heart

Poem 96
Vaison-la-Romaine, 2007-11-09
Collection: Moons
 

Zywa Ninamasté

There are ships sailing at sea
yet none is taking me
but the thought
'will I keep on waiting?'

The party is crowded, my table is not
Again nobody waits on my glances
which are waving and jumping
help help help

Last night, I dreamt again
that city and country were flooded
Ships went down overcrowded
Help Help Help

Are there ears for my voice
or am I stuck in emptiness?
Will I keep on
keep on waiting?

Poem 83
Vaison-la-Romaine, 2007-06-15
Ninamasté is the absence of namasté (the respectful greeting of one's fellow human being as a representative of life)
Collection: Pending rain
 

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