In the small parks of

the city, little children --


can be walked like dogs.


In het kleine parkIn den kleinen Parks
worden de kinderen als --werden Kinder wie Hunde --
honden uitgelaten.herausgelassen.

Poem S3072
Amsterdam, 2026-02-01
My struggle 2. A Man in Love (Karl Ove Knausgård) - 2009
Autobiographical novel "Min Kamp. Andre bok" (translated 2013), part 3 - Spring 2006, Stockholm (making plans to move out of central Stockholm)
Collection: Leaving
Tribute to: Knausgård, Karl Ove 
 

You've got me there, but

I really need to do this --


Well, you may help me!


Betrapt, ik weet het,Ertappt, ich weiß, nur,
maar dit moet nu echt even --ich muss das jetzt mal machen --
Je mag me helpen!Du kannst mir helfen!

Poem H5500
Amsterdam, 2025-05-24
With a photo of Lotte taken during a video call (September 11th, 2014, Grossdietwil)

Lotte

Collection: Leaving
Dedicated to: Lotte W 
 

All of a sudden

you arrive here, and we were --


just doing so well!


Jullie zijn zomaarIhr steht so plötzlich
ineens hier, wij waren juist --vor der Tür, schade, es lief --
zo lekker bezig!gerade so schön!

Poem S2681
Amsterdam, 2025-05-24
With a photo of Lotte taken during a video call (September 11th, 2014, Grossdietwil)

Lotte

Collection: Leaving
Dedicated to: Lotte W 
 

Her shoes in her hands,

she follows me. Mama, wait --


ik ga met je mee!


Ze pakt haar schoentjesSchuhen in der Hand,
en loopt mij na. Mama, wacht --mir folgend. Mama, warte --
ik ga met je mee!ich komme mit dir!

Poem H4835
Amsterdam, 2024-08-06
Interview with Marit Bouwmeester - 2024
Interview by Geertje Tuenter with sailor Marit Bouwmeester in the NRC of August 6th, 2024
Collection: Here &Now&
Tribute to: Bouwmeester, Marit 
 

Zywa The Impetuous Child
(Early spring)

Old people stiffen
They eat less and less
That's the beginning

of their end, but I want to go ahead
I crawl and waddle until I can run
and in the meantime I do magic
and grow myself taller

I am impetuous, at least
in the desires that bud
from my soul
regardless of season

There is a hungry growth blazing
in me, I eat to keep on
eating, there is so much
to reach to, I jump

and I eat, I live

Poem 4130
Amsterdam, 2021-11-22
Collection: The Yellow House Museum
 

She pulls herself up,

grabs at what she sees, it all --


comes down to her feet.


Ze trekt zich omhoog,Der Knirps zieht sich hoch,
reikt naar wat ze ziet, alles --greift nach was er sieht, alles --
valt aan haar voeten.fällt auf seine Füße.

Poem S0085
Amsterdam, 2013-07-11
Collection: I am
 

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