It's impossible

to get up and then go to --


the doctor as well!


Het is niet te doen,Es ist unmöglich,
opstaan en dan ook nog eens --aufzustehen und auch noch --

naar de dokter gaan!zum Arzt zu gehen!

Poem S3129
Amsterdam, 2026-04-23
My struggle 6. The End (Karl Ove Knausgård) - 2011
Autobiographical novel "Min Kamp. Sjette bok" (translated 2018), part 9 - June 2010, Malmö
Collection: Writing
Tribute to: Knausgård, Karl Ove 
 

Just let me lie down

in bed, not be a burden --


to anyone, please.


Alles gaat zo traag,Alles geht langsam,
laat me maar in bed liggen --lass mich einfach nur im Bett --

niemand tot last zijn.niemandem zur Last.

Poem S3130
Amsterdam, 2026-04-23
My struggle 6. The End (Karl Ove Knausgård) - 2011
Autobiographical novel "Min Kamp. Sjette bok" (translated 2018), part 9 - June 2010, Malmö
Collection: Writing
Tribute to: Knausgård, Karl Ove 
 

I feel sick, I am

feverish and dream around --


over barren fields.


Ik voel me beroerd,Mir ist schlecht, fiebrig
koortsig droom ik rond over --träume ich herum über --

verdorde velden.verdorrte Felder.

Poem H5244
Amsterdam, 2025-02-10
Seventy years and more (Basho) - 1694
Poem by Basho (1643-1694), on the day of his death, included in the 1986 collection "Japanese Death Poems", compiled by Yoel Hoffmann: "Tabi ni yande / yume wa kareno o / kakemeguru" ("On a journey, ill: / my dream goes wandering / over withered fields")
Collection: Over
Tribute to: Basho 
 

John's illness is called

John, Ella's is called Ella --


mine, well, you know me.


Jan's ziekte heet Jan,Finns Krankheit heißt Finn,
die van Ella heet Ella --Ellas Krankheit heißt Ella --

en mij ken je al.und mich kennst du ja.

Poem H5203
Amsterdam, 2025-01-27
You can't stop summer either (Dimitri Verhulst) - 2015
Novella "De zomer hou je ook niet tegen", page 8
Collection: Specialities
Tribute to: Verhulst, Dimitri 
 

When pleasure becomes

smaller everything else seems --


bigger and harder.


Als het genietenWenn die Lust abnimmt,
kleiner wordt, dan lijkt de rest --erscheint alles andere --

groter en zwaarder.größer und schwerer.

Poem S2411
Amsterdam, 2024-10-13
Collection: Specialities
Dedicated to: Maria Godschalk 
 

Zywa Fission fungus

Leave me alone
until I'm human again
and pretend

you didn't guess
didn't say out loud
what I'm keeping secret

: the fission fungus
that tears everything
in two in my head

I am done for, I can't
exist anymore, I'll go crazy
or become zombie

I know
you don't want it
you don't want to say goodbye

Come into my arms
my thirst cannot be quenched
and you must live on

Poem 5416
Amsterdam, 2024-01-23
recently (Anjet Daanje) - 2016
Psychoses in untreated bipolar disorder
Novel "jl." (the title also refers to the character Juno Linnaarts), chapter September 23rd, 2011

Collection: Metamorphic body
Tribute to: Daanje, Anjet 
 

If love cannot be

expressed, it expresses itself --


disguised as disease.


Als liefde niet kanLiebe, die sich nicht
geuit worden, uit ze zich --ausdrücken darf, drückt sich aus --

vermomd als ziekte.in einer Krankheit.

Poem H3399
Amsterdam, 2022-07-31
The Magic Mountain (Thomas Mann) - 1924
Novel "Der Zauberberg", $ 4 Hippe, Analyse
Collection: Moist glow
Tribute to: Mann, Thomas 
 

It's hard to be sick,

and how can I help my friends --


with their discomfort?


Ziek zijn valt niet mee,Ich bin krank, also,
en hoe help ik mijn vrienden --wie kann ich Freunden helfen --

met hun ongemak?und beruhigen?

Poem S1261
Noordwijk aan Zee, 2021-10-12
Collection: On living on [2]
 

I can't do that much

anymore, please let me join --


you in making plans.


Ik kan niet veel meer,Ich kann nicht viel mehr,
laat me alsjeblieft meedoen --bitte lasse mich mit euch --

met plannen maken.die Pläne machen.

Poem H3062
Amsterdam, 2021-10-11
Collection: On living on [1]
 

The sicker you are,

the harder you have to work --


to participate.


Hoe zieker je bent,Je kränker man ist,
hoe harder je moet werken --desto mehr man schuften muss --

om toch mee te doen.um mitzumachen.

Poem S1260
Amsterdam, 2021-10-11
Collection: On living on [1]
 

Zywa Lost in language

He drove me to the sea
I make small steps
barefoot

Barefoot steps in the cold
sand, I do my best
I don't lie down

The toes of my feet
comes towards me
Next to his steps

We have done this
before, nothing wrong
The wind was always blowing

salt into my hair
foam into my words
playing hide and seek

inside my head, and the seagulls
squawk shrilly through it
I get lost in language

differences and bad
connections, and still
he does not notice

Poem 3979
Amsterdam, 2021-10-04
Collection: On living on [1]
Dedicated to: Maria Godschalk 
 

People become sick

of their discontent, too scared --


of changing their lives.


Mensen worden ziekMenschen werden krank
van hun onvrede, te bang --aus Unfriede, zu ängstlich --

voor verandering.um sich zu ändern.

Poem S1195
Amsterdam, 2021-06-30
A Doll's House / Nora (Henrik Ibsen) - 1879
Play "Et Dukkehjem"
Collection: VacantVoid
Tribute to: Ibsen, Henrik 
 

I want to enjoy

strawberries with sweet slipstream --


be healthy again.


Ik wil genietenIch will Erdbeeren
van aardbeien met shampoo --mit Tagrahmen genießen --

en weer gezond zijn.wieder gesund sein.

Poem S1080
Amsterdam, 2020-11-14
Report by Ellen de Bruin in nrc.next - 2020
Exhaustion and confusion from Covid-19 disease
Collection: Moist glow
Tribute to: De Bruin, Ellen 
 

There's a little cloud

above me, so I get pills --


but it lands on me.


Ondanks de pillenTrotz der Pillen schwebt
zweeft er een wolk boven mij --ein Wölkchen über mir, und --

ze landt zelfs op mij.es landet auf mir.

Poem H2818
Amsterdam, 2020-11-01
Stubborn little cloud (Peter du Gardijn) - 2007
Poem "Koppig wolkje" (collection "Onder de dieren")
Collection: Em Brace
Tribute to: Du Gardijn, Peter 
 

I encapsulate

it, suck it out, the lead shot --


inside my belly.


Ik kapsel het in,Ich kapsle es ein,
zuig het uit, het schot hagel-sauge es aus, das Hagel-

korrels in mijn buik.Schrot in meinem Bauch.

Poem S1036
Amsterdam, 2020-06-19
Tumours
Collection: On living on [1]
Dedicated to: Maria Godschalk 
 

Am I doing well,

do the pills really help me --


against my worries?


Zou het wel goed gaanWürde es mir gut
met mij, helpen de pillen --gehen, helfen die Pillen --

tegen mijn zorgen?bei meinen Sorgen?

Poem S1038
Amsterdam, 2020-06-19
Collection: On living on [1]
Dedicated to: Maria Godschalk 
 

I watch the city,

the world from which I was gone --


It has stopped raining.


Ik kijk naar de stad,Ich schau auf die Stadt,
de wereld waar ik weg was --die Welt, von der ich weg war --

Het heeft geregend.Es hat geregnet.

Poem H2557
Amsterdam, 2019-08-31
Health Care Centre of Our Lady, location East, ward B8
Collection: Life line 
 

Zywa Pyjama days

Pyjama days of being ill
with closed curtains
thinking of being free
with closed curtains
enjoying each other

Being ill is an ardent desire
for sparkling energy
sunlit rooms
never sleep again
sing, laugh, feed

one another tirelessly
and suffer at the most
from the desire
to be immortal
with friends

Poem 2169
Amsterdam, 2019-03-21
Collection: Mosaic virus
 

Grandpa in his chair,

sick, wearing a thick sweater --


He is not himself.


Opa in zijn stoel,Opa auf seinem
ziek, met een trui en een sjaal --Stuhl, krank, mit Pulli und Schal --

Hij is zichzelf niet.Er ist nicht er selbst.

Poem H2309
Amsterdam, 2018-10-31
Hear my voice now (Franca Treur) - 2017
Novel "Hoor nu mijn stem", chapter 8
Collection: Appearances
Tribute to: Treur, Franca 
 

A long-term illness

is often harmless and a --


habituation.


Een langdurigeEine dauernde
ziekte is vaak onschuldig --Krankheit is oft harmlos und --

en een gewenning.eine Gewöhnung.

Poem S0760
Amsterdam, 2018-06-21
The road to Sacramento (Gerrit Krol) - 1977
Novel "De weg naar Sacramento"
Collection: Germ Substance
Tribute to: Krol, Gerrit 
 

Zywa Bravehearted

Smaller than I am
I fell into my own arms

to pieces
but all love

licking the wounds
They are mine

The bed doesn't know a thing
it just carries whoever lies down

soft for heavy
and prickly, for me

I talk and write my complaints
away under enthusiastic words

friends desbravely hope with me
guessing what I don't dare

to share and afterwards
I am worried

whether I did them wrong
I am so tired

my body is the limit
I want to pass

Poem 1574
Amsterdam, 2017-10-19
Collection: On living on [1]
Dedicated to: Maria Godschalk 
 

Zywa !!

That sense of yellowing and falling
to an adornment around my feet
the richness of what was, what wasn't

missing, I know that well
but I'm not looking at it
the way my friends do

Only for a while do they join me
down in my beauty and gratitude
and then they quickly stand back

aside again
looking into the pit
in which I am budding

That sense of hard work
on the balance beam and whoopee
I live, io vivo, I know that well

I do not fall, I plus up
and subtract, step by step
I go further than they do

Poem 1066
Amsterdam, 2017-02-23
The abbreviation of io (hi, hurray) was i, but for clarity, it was turned upside down to !
The student song "Io vivat" ("Hurray, he is alive") originated in Leiden during the Batavian Republic (1795-1801)

Collection: On living on [1]
Dedicated to: Maria Godschalk 
 

Zywa Flower child

Friends don't know what to do
with me: not with themselves
and their own worries

with which they are welcome
but they cover them
with worries about me

and my high spirits
against one's better dreaming
against their dreams

because I would miss a part of my life
if I forget today
for a day to come

Dare to watch me
while it's getting dark
and I am lying to rest

I am not dead
I am a flower child
in Mother Nature's lap

Poem 997
Amsterdam, 2017-02-08
Collection: On living on [1]
Dedicated to: Maria Godschalk 
 

To burn my last year

in utter despair, I have --


been constantly sick.


Om mijn laatste jaarUm mein letztes Jahr
in wanhoop te verbrandenin Schwermut zu verbrennen --

ben ik ziek geweest.war ich immer krank.

Poem H0664
Amsterdam, 2014-01-18
For a few hours (Hans Lodeizen) - 1949
Poem "Op een paar uren" (published in "De vrije bladen" ["The free papers"], 1949, volume 20, book 5)
Collection: Moist glow
Tribute to: Lodeizen, Hans 
 

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