The baby is out,

I feel fingers inside me --


scraping out the slime.


Het kind is eruitDas Baby ist raus,
en ik voel vingers in mij --ich spüre Finger in mir --

het slijm wegschrapen.sie kratzen Schleim weg.

Poem H5320
Amsterdam, 2025-03-16
Higher physics #6 (Ellen Deckwitz) - 2019
Poem (collection "Hogere natuurkunde"), page 37 - Birth of my grandmother (1921-2014)
Collection: Death on Cast
Tribute to: Deckwitz, Ellen 
 

Hips are everything

between them, the flowering --


of the human soul.


Heupen zijn allesHüften sind alles
wat ertussen zit, de bloei --dazwischen, der Blütenstand --

van de mensenziel.der Menschenseele.

Poem H3511
Amsterdam, 2022-10-21
The House on Mango Street (Sandra Cisneros) - 1984
Book, chapter "Hips"
Collection: Eyes lips chest and belly
Tribute to: Cisneros, Sandra 
 

Zywa Zyw

The warm baths around
the eternal flame and the holy
water of the source
are a mystery
in which I am at home

My desire jumps
from man to man
spring after spring after every rest
- thirteen weeks a year
  to learn to understand everything -

To whom shall I give me
shall I give the chance
to impregnate me?
- 500 times the summer fire
  flaring up in my body -

Tired, confused, not knowing
what is going on inside me
I'm floating in the autumn bath
- it puts me together again
  into a calm woman -

But in the spring, the spring
I step forward reborn
as a fatal woman
- young again and again
  always a virgin -

Poem 4546
Amsterdam, 2022-06-21
Zyw = virgin
Collection: The Big Secret
 

There, deeply planted

by your finger mouth, the seed --


tickles in my soil.


Het zaad, diep geplantDer Samen, tief aus
uit jouw volle vingermond --deinem Fingermund, kribbelt --

kriebelt in mijn grond.in meiner Erde.

Poem H2749
Amsterdam, 2020-06-21
Collection: Without reserve
 

Zywa All colours within me

With star fish, the comet sparks
a swarm of sperm cells, they shoot
to the earth in my belly

Fertilised a thousand times, I roll
on waves welling up in a rain of light
a firework of happiness

My body dissolves in the deep blue
where far away the stars twinkle forever
A soul of fiery tongues licks
a new body inside me

and the world tilts in all colours
in my kaleidoscopic eyes
while thin, tall angels dance
between the sky-high pillars

Poem 2543
Amsterdam, 2019-12-15
The Nativity of the Lord (Olivier Messiaen) - 1935
Composition "La nativité du Seigneur"
Animation by Marcel Wierckx (based on the nine pastel drawings by Charles Blanc-Gatti in 1936)
Collection: ORG anp ark 
Tribute to: Wierckx, Marcel 
Composer: Messiaen, Olivier 
 

Zywa The blue boy

In darkness the very first
awakening

of light that ignites in stars everywhere
in space existing just now

by strands of galaxies
slung apart, the string

of the bow, everything is vibrating, and
nobody knows about arrow and target

A spirit begins
to be aware, fertile

purple calyxes in large dark green leaves
the self-fertilizing egg

that the unloved woman desires
to become pregnant

Poem 1672
Amsterdam, 2018-02-14
Ruben, the blue window (Marc Chagall) - 1961
Window in the Abbell synagogue in Jerusalem
Composition "Okna podle Marca Chagalla" ("Windows after Marc Chagall", 1976), performed in the Organpark on April 5th, 2014
Collection: ORG anp ark 
Tribute to: Chagall, Marc 
Composer: Eben, Petr 
 

Zywa Overpressure

Shrill the whistle shrieks
a gash
No station to be seen
a signal

The pain in my stomach
a twinge
My blood, my life blood
a trace

Breathing to the wound
in and out
Thinking of you, of us
our loving

Gone the overpressure
of my hope
Steam, escaped to nowhere
and nothing

Poem 63
Amsterdam, 2007-03-03
Collection: Heart's Delight
 

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