In the coffin, you

lie, with an ivory face:


terribly precious!


Je ligt in de kist,Du liegst im Sarg, mit
met een ivoren gezicht:einem Elfenbeingesicht:
akelig kostbaar!wie schrecklich kostbar!

Poem H5905
Amsterdam, 2025-08-30
I'd rather never have seen your ivory face (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Je ivoren gezicht had ik nooit willen zien", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3" [part XI, Deceased]), and in "Diary 1974-1976" (2013) - June 17th, 1974, Bologna
Collection: Overwritten
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida 
 

You:: covered with sand

and a stone, the world swiftly --


swiftly rearranged.


Jij: bedekt met zand,Du: mit Sand bedeckt,
een steen erop, de wereld --ein Stein darauf, die Welt schnell --
vlug, vlug herordend.schnell neu geordnet.

Poem H5855
Amsterdam, 2025-08-21
You walked along cheerfully, greeting (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Je liep opgewekt, groetend verder", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part X [Father]), and in "Diary 1970-1971" (2011) - September 12th, 1971, Bologna
Collection: Lookout
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida 
 

Houses with closed doors,

city within the city --


Everyone is dead.


Een stad in de stad,Die Stadt in der Stadt,
huizen met dichte deuren --Häuser mit geschlossenen
Iedereen is dood.Türen. Nur Töten.

Poem H5415
Amsterdam, 2025-04-26
With a photo of the burial houses at the Rond Point Casimir Périer in the Père Lachaise cemetery in Paris (March 26th, 1991)
One-act play "Huis clos" ("Closed doors", 1943, Jean-Paul Sartre)

Père Lachaise
Collection: Metamorphic body
Tribute to: Sartre, Jean-Paul 
Dedicated to: Lotte W 
 

Behind the rocks there

is something mysterious --


You'd better not look.


Achter de rotsenHinter den Felsen
vindt iets geheimzinnigs plaats --etwas Geheimnisvolles --
Kijk maar liever niet.Schau lieber nicht hin.

Poem H5371
Amsterdam, 2025-04-12
Offering to Mother Earth (Ilios and Nikos Veliotis) - 2016
Composition "Erdia Da", #8 from the album "Pèkisyon Funebri" ("Funeral service", 2016, MMMD [Mohammad] = Ilios and Nikos Veliotis), performed in the Organpark on April 12th, 2025 by Ilios Veliotis (oscillators), Nikos Veliotis (electronic cello), and Alex Mastichiadis ('ALEM', organ)
Collection: org anp ARK 
Composers: Veliotis, Nikos; Veliotis, Ilios 
 

I step into the

coffin, it's like a canoe --


Let's see if it fits.


Ik stap in de dood-Ich steige mal in
kist zoals in een kano --den Sarg wie in ein Kanu --
Kijken of het past.Würde er passen?

Poem S2140
Amsterdam, 2024-02-25
The surprise (Belcampo) - 1968
Story "De surprise" (collection "De ideale dahlia")
Collection: Skin-contact
Tribute to: Belcampo 
 

The cover closes,

the corpse is away, at last --


I can look around.


Het deksel gaat dicht,Der Deckel schließt sich,
het lijk is weg, eindelijk --die Leiche ist weg, ich kann --
kan ik rondkijken.mich jetzt umschauen.

Poem S1097
Amsterdam, 2020-12-02
Leaf Storm (Gabriel García Márquez) - 1955
Novella "La hojarasca"
Collection: Dream flight
Tribute to: García Márquez, Gabriel 
 

Zywa Gravesland

Winter light eats the wide hill
ever barer, buzzards hover over

the headstones in the fertile soil
which for centuries bore olive trees

The souls are elsewhere, where Israel
takes them, the remains perish

in black cloths, to be the first people
to enter the new world on the day

the gate of mercy opens
That is what the dead have lived

and fought for, for that
they have won against the god of war

they have conquered the city, with the source
that breaks out of the earth

Jerusalem, where I suffer
from divided togetherness

Will children of my grandchildren
collect their bones, honour them and

grow olives here again
with sky-high twigs of peace?

Poem 2130
Amsterdam, 2019-02-26
Mount of Olives, Jerusalem
Isra-El = Azra-El, the angel of death, who collects the souls of the deceased
God of war: Shalem, after whom Jerusalem is named; today Jerusalem presents itself as the "City of Peace"
Collection: Short Sermons
 

Zywa Awaiting the clearing

The lanes to the rusty gate
overshadowed by the white
marble stairs where has been sky

have disappeared
under a maze of roads
Now the clearing is awaited

of the New Cemetery
behind the city wall
beyond the Elysian Fields

     where sparrows feast
     on chunks of bread and the pigeons
     do not dare with a crow
     hidden in their midst
     capturing a sparrow

The grave covers are dark
here begins the night
in the middle of the day

here you leave the city
life, in the shade
of the triumphal arch

Poem 2100
Amsterdam, 2019-02-16
Grande Arche de la Défense (Great Arch of the Défense)
Cimetière nouveau de Neuilly (New Cemetery of Neuilly, 1993)
Collection: New Ago
 

Zywa The Zone

Feathers, falling
from the wings of the dark
angel, falling, losing height
over the foggy graveyard
- the fields with stakes and stones

Men had to kill
boys were frightened heroes
hunger and disease did the rest

Life is scrawny, the chests
of the girls are too flat
for the babies in their bellies

Between the frail black feathers
they arrange flowers of past times
- the flowers of future times

With every colour they dream
of the veiled sun
and wish it back

Poem 2082
Amsterdam, 2019-02-10
Inspired by "The Dark Angel" (2019, M.T.R.)
Collection: The Praised One
 

Burnt in his best suit

and scattered over the waves --


but he is blown back.


Verbrand in zijn pak,Verbrannt im Anzug,
verstrooid over de golven --verstreut über die Wellen --
maar hij waait terug.zurückgeblasen.

Poem H2300
Amsterdam, 2018-10-07
Back (Eva Gerlach) - 2003
Poem "Terug" (collection "Daar ligt het")
Collection: Em Brace
Tribute to: Gerlach, Eva 
 

Zywa Day of judgement

At night on the bald mountain
with the uneven steps
of narrow sectoral paths

I see witches dancing
between the names on the covers
of the knee-high graves

Bottle in hand
they lie down on the tombs
for some money

I live here with my husband
and four children, but clean
stay the souls behind the wire

This afternoon, a Korean read
a poem by Zelda at her grave
in his language

He left a flower
and I cook for the night men -
soup with rat poison

Poem 1488
Amsterdam, 2017-08-04
Mountain (Yaelle Kayam) - 2016
Film "Ha'har"
Jerusalem, Mount of Olives
Poetess Zelda Schneurson
Collection: The Praised One
Tribute to: Kayam, Yaelle; Schneurson, Zelda 
 

Zywa In Gothic niches

They keep quiet, the old dead in grey
bedsheets and the young ones radiant white
with a dowdy knot above their heads
stock-still in the Gothic niches
of the trees swaying high

A medieval open-air museum
birdlessly silent with gusts of wind
incomprehensibly rustling
in the leaves that move
what doesn't mean they're alive

I must have a look inside
stare through a microscope
to see if it is me, there
in those busy ports
of ions and molecules

Do they live or die
do they eat or are they eaten
and am I only food
and a ghostly apparition
of my own death?

Poem 2316
Amsterdam, 2016-06-28
Collection: BloodTrunk 
 

The forget-me-not

on your grave sows on your grave --


more forget-me-nots.


Vergeet-mij-nietjeDas Vergissmeinnicht
op jouw graf zaait op jouw graf --auf dem Grab sät auf dem Grab --
vergeet-mij-nietjes.mehr Vergissmeinnichts.

Poem H0579
Amsterdam, 2013-09-27
Collection: BloodTrunk 
 

Reluctantly I

stride in front of the tuba --


that keeps pushing me.


Ik schrijd schoorvoetendIm Trauerzug schreit
in de stoet voor de tuba --ich zögernd vor die Tuba --
die maar blijft duwen.die mich weiter treibt.

Poem H0268
Amsterdam, 2012-04-21
Thunderfish - 1530
Composition "Taundernaken" for cornett (wooden trumpetflute) and organ, performed in the Organpark on April 21st, 2012
Collection: ORG anp ark 
 

 

 
Graveyard (Zinzolo)
Zinzolo, 1967-08-15
Danse Macabre
Collection: Photo's 1967
 

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