| The documents are | |
| falling apart into shreds -- | |
| It's called paper scab. | |
| De documenten | Die Dokumente |
| vallen uiteen in snippers -- | zerfallen in Fetzen. Tja -- |
| Papierschurft heet dat. | die Papierkrätze. |
Amsterdam, 2026-07-22
The Latter Days of Pilate (Simon Vestdijk) - 1938
Novel "De nadagen van Pilatus", chapter 1
Collection: Inmost [2]
Tribute to: Vestdijk, Simon
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Is this decadence: |
Amsterdam, 2025-12-12
Collection: PumicePieces
| Decaying in the | |
| desert sun, the skeletons -- | |
| of houses, as art. | |
| In de woestijnzon | In der Kieswüste |
| vergaan de geraamtes -- | verfallen die Skelette -- |
| van huizen, als kunst. | der Häuser, als Kunst. |
Schin op Geul, 2025-09-04
Noah Purifoy Outdoor Desert Art Museum - 2004
Mojave Desert
Collection: Blown sand
Tribute to: Purifoy, Noah
| The restoration | |
| is overdue, look, new life -- | |
| is already growing! | |
| De restauratie | Die Sanierung ist |
| komt te laat, kijk maar, er groeit -- | überfällig, da wächst doch -- |
| hier al nieuw leven! | schon neues Leben! |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-29
Gathering, putting together the lost pieces (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "De verloren stukken bijeenzoeken, samenvoegen", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3" [part XII, Evaluation]), and in "Diary 1974-1976" (2013) - May 24th, 1974, Amsterdam
Collection: Overwritten
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Quick, our house is still | |
| standing. But for how long, are -- | |
| the walls crumbling yet? | |
| Ons huis staat er nog. | Unser Haus steht noch. |
| Maar voor hoe lang, brokkelen -- | Wie lange noch, zerbröckeln -- |
| de muren al af? | die Mauern nicht schon? |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-14
I am still expected (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Nog word ik verwacht", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part IX [Marriage], and in "Diary 1970-1971" (2011) - January 13th, 1970, Bologna
Collection: Lookout
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Steps shimmer beneath | |
| the bushes, a carved staircase -- | |
| Once used by tourists. | |
| Onder de struiken | Unter den Büschen |
| schemeren treden, een trap -- | und dem Moos schimmern Stufen -- |
| Ooit voor toeristen. | Einst für Touristen. |
Amsterdam, 2025-03-07
Realm of shades (Rosita Steenbeek) - 1999
Novel "Schimmenrijk", chapter 5
Collection: Over
Tribute to: Steenbeek, Rosita
| The old wallpaper, | |
| faded to a faint colour -- | |
| is pale as weak tea. | |
| Het behang is oud, | Die Wandtapete |
| vervaagd tot een vale kleur -- | hat eine fahle Farbe -- |
| bleek als slappe thee. | blass wie schwacher Tee. |
Amsterdam, 2024-08-17
The Sandcastle (Iris Murdoch) - 1957
Novel, chapter Eight
Collection: Dreams of love
Tribute to: Murdoch, Iris
| The past heroes rest | |
| in the dilapidated -- | |
| inn that the world is. | |
| De helden rusten | Die Helden ruhen |
| in de vervallen herberg -- | im verfallenen Gasthaus -- |
| die de wereld is. | der heutigen Welt. |
Amsterdam, 2024-07-05
This worn caravanserai (Omar Khayyam) - 1100
Collection "Rubáiyat" ("Quatrains", Omar Khayyam), quatrain in the 1898 version by Edward Heron-Allen
Collection: Stream
Tribute to: Khayyam, Omar
| If dead were to dream | |
| they would definitely dream -- | |
| of death all the time. | |
| Als doden zouden | Wenn Toten träumen |
| dromen, zouden ze alsmaar -- | könnten, würden sie immer -- |
| dromen van de dood. | nur vom Tod träumen. |
Amsterdam, 2024-05-19
Shalimar the Clown (Salman Rushdie) - 2005
Novel, chapter Kashmira, § 2
Collection: Sludge
Tribute to: Rushdie, Salman
| Ruins, the hamlet | |
| seems to have been burrowed through -- | |
| by super-sized worms. | |
| Ruïnes, het dorp | Ruinen, das Dorf |
| lijkt wel omgewoeld te zijn -- | scheint durchwühlt worden zu sein -- |
| door reuzenwormen. | von Riesenwürmern. |
Amsterdam, 2024-05-19
Shalimar the Clown (Salman Rushdie) - 2005
Novel, chapter Kashmira, § 2
Collection: Sludge
Tribute to: Rushdie, Salman
| The hamlet decays, | |
| being struck by the twins of -- | |
| poverty and fear. | |
| Het dorp verkommert, | Der Weiler verfällt, |
| getroffen door de tweeling -- | geplagt von den Zwillingen -- |
| armoede en angst. | von Armut und Angst. |
Amsterdam, 2024-05-19
Shalimar the Clown (Salman Rushdie) - 2005
Novel, chapter Kashmira, § 2
Collection: Sludge
Tribute to: Rushdie, Salman
| The alarm lights beep, | |
| and we see: our turbo lives -- | |
| are falling apart. | |
| De lampjes piepen, | Die Lichter piepen, |
| we zien ons turboleven -- | unser Turbo-Leben fällt -- |
| uit elkaar vallen. | schon auseinander. |
Amsterdam, 2023-10-24
Koyaanisqatsi (Godfrey Reggio /Philip Glass) - 1982
Film, edited to the music composed for it by Philip Glass
Ko Yaa Nis Qatsi = Crazy life, life in turmoil, life disintegrating, life out of balance, a state of life that calls for another way of living
Collection: Mosaic virus
Tribute to: Reggio, Godfrey
Composer: Glass, Philip
| Holes in the fence, poop | |
| under the barrier, yet -- | |
| someone still lives there. | |
| Gaten in het hek, | Löcher im Zaun, Kot |
| poep onder de slagboom, toch -- | unter dem Schlagbaum, dennoch -- |
| woont er nog iemand. | wohnt dort noch jemand. |
Amsterdam, 2023-09-06
the yard - 12 (Antjie Krog) - 2014
Poem "die werf" - 12 (collection "Mede-wete" ("Synapse")
Collection: Stall
Tribute to: Krog, Antjie
| The underworld is | |
| close at hand: piss, poo and junk -- | |
| slimy and rotting. | |
| De onderwereld | Die Unterwelt ist |
| is dichtbij: pis, poep en troep -- | nah: Pisse, Kacke und Müll -- |
| slijmerig rottend. | schleimig verrottend. |
Amsterdam, 2023-06-27
Visit to the nearest underworld (Lars Gustafsson) - 1982
Poem "Besök i närmaste undre värld" (collection "Världens tystnad före Bach")
Collection: Specialities
Tribute to: Gustafsson, Lars
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Crippled, skinny gull |
Amsterdam, 2023-05-11
Baltimore (Randy Newman / Nina Simone) - 1977
Song "Baltimore" (1977, Randy Newman, album "Little Criminals", 1978 sung by Nina Simone)
Collection: Moons
Tribute to: Newman, Randy; Simone, Nina
| The piano, skew | |
| on the beach, slowly subsides -- | |
| in the rising tide. | |
| De piano, scheef | Das Klavier am Strand |
| op het strand, zakt steeds schuiner -- | versinkt schiefer und tiefer -- |
| weg in de branding. | in den Flutwellen. |
Amsterdam, 2022-03-19
My true story (Karin Bloemen) - 2019
Autobiography "Mijn ware verhaal"
Collection: Whirligig Scribbler
Tribute to: Bloemen, Karin
| Every seven weeks | |
| the hairdresser cuts and trims -- | |
| me three weeks younger. | |
| De kapper knipt mij | Der Friseur schneidet |
| elke zeven weken weer -- | mich alle sieben Wochen -- |
| drie weken jonger. | drei Wochen jünger. |
Amsterdam, 2022-02-11
Collection: New Ago
| Upon street boxes: | |
| tears of time, shreds of something -- | |
| to be seen somewhere. | |
| Op de straatkastjes: | Auf Straßenkasten: |
| scheursels tijd, flarden van iets -- | Fetzen der Zeit, irgendwo -- |
| dat er te doen was. | gab's etwas zu tun. |
Amsterdam, 2022-01-16
Higher physics (Ellen #3 Deckwitz) - 2019
Poem (collection "Hogere natuurkunde"), pages 25-26 - Torn posters
Collection: Death on Cast
Tribute to: Deckwitz, Ellen
| Thinkers have taught me | |
| to keep hoping: the world is -- | |
| ending all the time. | |
| Denkers leren mij | Denker lehren mich |
| om te hopen: de wereld -- | zu hoffen: die ganze Welt -- |
| vergaat voortdurend. | geht ständig unter. |
Amsterdam, 2021-04-03
Firedune (Eva Meijer) - 2021
Essay "Vuurduin"
Collection: After the festivities
Tribute to: Meijer, Eva
| Just ashes, nothing | |
| but these two nuggets of gold -- | |
| from filling and ring. | |
| As, as, er is niets | Asche, weiter nichts, |
| dan deze twee klompjes goud -- | nur diese zwei Goldklumpen -- |
| van vulling en ring. | von Füllung und Ring. |
Amsterdam, 2021-03-20
Lady Lazarus (Sylvia Plath) - 1962
Poem" (collection "Ariel")
Collection: Actively Passive
Tribute to: Plath, Sylvia
| The chimney still stands, | |
| after the fire, there's an arm -- | |
| of the waterpump. | |
| De schoorsteen staat nog, | Der Schornstein steht noch, |
| na de brand, er ligt een arm -- | nach dem Brand, da ist ein Arm -- |
| van de waterpomp. | der Wasserpumpe. |
Amsterdam, 2020-11-26
The Need Of Being Versed In Country Things (Robert Frost) - 1923
Poem (collection "New Hampshire")
Collection: Stream
Tribute to: Frost, Robert
| The grindstone, rusting | |
| away under the thin crown -- | |
| of the rotten tree. | |
| De slijpsteen roest weg | Der Schleifstein rostet |
| onder de dunne sneeuwkroon -- | unter der dünnen Krone -- |
| van de rotte boom. | des faulen Baumes. |
Amsterdam, 2020-11-26
The Grind-Stone (Robert Frost) - 1923
Poem (collection "New Hampshire")
Collection: Stream
Tribute to: Frost, Robert
| Shreds of promises, | |
| once for sale: advertising | |
| canvas in the weeds. | |
| Flarden belofte, | Versprechensfetzen, |
| te koop geweest: reclame- | jemals zum Verkauf: Werbe- |
| doeken in het gras. | tücher im Unkraut. |
Amsterdam, 2020-06-24
Collection: PumicePieces
| Limos off the road, | |
| stripes of gloss paint in the dust -- | |
| write how it has been. | |
| Sleeën in de berm, | Schlitten aufs Bankett, |
| strepen glanslak in het stof -- | die Glanzlackstreifen im Staub -- |
| schrijven hoe het was. | schreiben, wie es war. |
, 2020-06-11
Collection: Half The Work
| It is super thin, | |
| the gold leaf that will survive -- | |
| the iconoclasm. | |
| Flinterdun is het | Hauchdünn ist das Gold, |
| goud, dat zal blijven bestaan -- | das weiterhin existiert -- |
| na de beeldenstorm. | nach dem Bildersturm. |
Vaison-la-Romaine, 2019-10-19
Collection: On living on [2]
| New paintings are good, | |
| but they deteriorate -- | |
| quickly as they dry. | |
| Nieuw schilderwerk is | Frische Malerei |
| het best, het wordt gauw minder -- | ist gut, verschlechtert aber -- |
| na het droogproces. | nach dem Trocknen schnell. |
Amsterdam, 2018-06-25
A beautiful day (Toon Hermans) - 1988
Diary "Een mooie dag"
Collection: WriteWiser signage
Tribute to: Hermans, Toon
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Out of my reach, mossy steps |
Amsterdam, 2018-04-28
Courtyard of the Organpark in Amsterdam
Book "Maar geel en glanzend blijft het goud" ("Yet yellow and shining is the gold", 1981, Albert Alberts)
Collection: On living on [2]
Tribute to: Alberts, Albert
| Who and what perish | |
| quite quickly, then the bones do -- | |
| But the name is tough. | |
| Wie en wat vergaan | Wer und was vergeht |
| al gauw, daarna de botten -- | schnell, dann die Gebeine. Doch -- |
| Maar de naam is taai. | die Name ist zäh. |
Vaison-la-Romaine, 2016-10-09
Collection: The King
| I scrape off the moss. | |
| There's no name on the headstone -- | |
| Also worn away. | |
| Ik krab het mos weg. | Ich kratze das Moos ab. |
| Er staat geen naam op de zerk. | Kein Name auf dem Grabstein -- |
| Ook weggesleten. | Auch abgetragen. |
Amsterdam, 2014-03-11
Collection: The Praised One
| Tricoloured blisters | |
| on the white museum walls -- | |
| Also: Do not touch! | |
| Drie kleuren bladders | Drei Farben Blasen |
| op de museummuren -- | an den Museumswänden -- |
| Ook: Niet aanraken! | Auch: Nicht berühren! |
Amsterdam, 2012-01-16
Collection: The Yellow House Museum
| Grandma's tapestries, | |
| which she wove as a girl, are -- | |
| decaying with her. | |
| Oma's wandkleden, | Omas Gobelins; |
| die zij als meisje weefde -- | die sie als Kind gewebt hat -- |
| vergaan met haar mee. | zerfallen mit ihr. |
Julianadorp, 2011-12-28
Collection: Moons
