Zywa

The white rim around

the large open cesspit moves:

teeming with maggots.



De witte wanden	Der weiße Rand der
van de beerput bewegen:	Jauchegrube bewegt sich:

een en al maden.	wimmelnde Maden.

Poem H6349
Amsterdam, 2026-07-03
A free life (Mariët Meester) - 2025
Autobiographical story "Een vrij leven", chapter V - September 1982, Loire
Collection: Patterns
Tribute to: Meester, Mariët

There are a lot of

white spots in the dark brown trench:

cut roots and onions.



Witte vlekjes in	Weiße Flecken im
de loopgraaf: doorgesneden --	Laufgraben: abgetrennte --

wortels en uien.	Wurzeln und Zwiebeln.

Poem H6300
Vaison-la-Romaine, 2026-06-03
In the darkness (Heinrich Böll) - 1950
Story "In der Finsternis" (collection "Heinrich Böll, 1947 bis 1951")
Collection: Patterns
Tribute to: Böll, Heinrich

Searching, turbulent,

clumping, and splitting, the world --

recreates itself.



Zoekend, onstuimig,	Suchend, ungestüm,
klonterend en splitsend schept --	sich verklumpend, sich spaltend --

de wereld zichzelf.	erschafft sich die Welt.

Poem H6172
Amsterdam, 2026-03-21
The creation of the world (Darius Milhaud) - 1923
Composition "La Création du Monde", performed in the Organpark on March 21st, 2026 (arrangement Jean-Marie Londeix), by Juani Palop (saxophone), Eeva Koskinen and Katherine Routley (violin), Sebastian Koloski (violoncello), Harke Wiersma (double bass), Daniel Bolba (percussion), and Laurens de Man (piano)
Collection: org anp ARK
Composer: Milhaud, Darius

Zywa Corporate Body

What, somewhere, a colleague
needs in order not to get stuck
in dilemmas

asked or noticed
by another, the big heart
that nourishes us

in the symbiosis of man and earth
the cooperation of companies
in the world, arranges -

our Ubuntu, focused
on our survival and a good
life for our grandchildren

without piracy and colonialism -
the big heart that is assisted
by the Social Directorate

Poem 5841
Amsterdam, 2026-01-26
Doing Good - How Ethical Capitalism Can Save Democracy (Markus Gabriel) - 2024
Philosophical book "Gutes Tun - Wie der ethische Kapitalismus die Demokratie retten kann" (2024, "Doing Good - How Ethical Capitalism Can Save Democracy", Markus Gabriel)
Encyclical Laudato Si' (Praised Be To You, 2015, Pope Francis): Humanity is not the steward of the earth, but part of it. The earth is humanity's common home, which must be restored after human encroachment of the earth and neglect of poverty (the poor are the most affected by bad policies)
The SD (Social Directorate) consists of CHO (Chief Humanity Officers)
Collection: web tissue
Tribute to: Gabriel, Markus; Franciscus (RK Papa)

The wind blows the sun

away and back into view --

full, dim, or in shreds.



De wind waait de zon	Wind bläst die Sonne
weg en weer te voorschijn, vol --	weg und zurück, voll, schwach --

vaag, of in flarden.	oder in Fetzen.

Poem H5980
Amsterdam, 2025-10-24
Collection: Take a picture, now

Sarcophagus earth

eats the flesh, the bones remain --

and airy shadows.



Sarcofaag aarde	Sarkophag Erde
eet het vlees, botten blijven --	frisst das Fleisch, Knochen bleiben --

over, en schimmen.	übrig, und Schatten.

Poem H5629
Amsterdam, 2025-06-23
Live on (Marjoleine de Vos) - 2021
Poem "Verder leven", collection "Hoe verschillig" ("How indistant") - Odysseus meets his mother in the underworld (plus Teiresias and Agamemnon)
Sarcophagus = flesh-eating
Collection: Moist glow
Tribute to: De Vos, Marjoleine

Nature waves fresh green

in the wind, oxygen breathes --

all over the earth.



De natuur wuift groen	Die Welt weht grün im
in de wind, zuurstof ademt --	Wind, Sauerstoff atmet um --

heel de aarde om.	die ganze Erde.

Poem H5521
Amsterdam, 2025-05-28
With a photo of Paul in Leijpark (1963, Tilburg)

Collection: web tissue
Dedicated to: Lotte W, Madelief dK, Paul J

Delicate little

curtains sway in the doorways --

Newly spun last night.



Tere gordijntjes	Zarte Gardinchen
in de deuropeningen --	in den Türöffnungen, nachts-

Vannacht gesponnen.	über gesponnen.

Poem H5293
Amsterdam, 2025-03-07
Realm of shades (Rosita Steenbeek) - 1999
Novel "Schimmenrijk", chapter 5
Collection: No wonder
Tribute to: Steenbeek, Rosita

With voices of wind

and pools, the rocks speak to each --

other from afar.



Met stemmen van wind	Die Felsen sprechen
en poelen praten rotsen --	miteinander mit Stimmen --

van ver met elkaar.	von Wind und Pfuhlen.

Poem H5223
Amsterdam, 2025-02-07
Hydromantic Music (Tomoko Sauvage) - 2025
Performance "Musique Hydromantique" ("Web-toed salamander Music"), for porcelain bowls filled with water and amplified, performed in the Organpark by Tomoko Sauvage on February 7th, 2025
Collection: org anp ARK
Tribute to: Sauvage, Tomoko

Echoes of ripples

and splashes sing around the --

cave: salamanders.



Echo's van golfjes	Echos von Kräuseln
en plonsjes zingen de grot --	und Plätschern um die Höhle --

rond: salamanders.	rum: Salamander.

Poem H5224
Amsterdam, 2025-02-07
Hydromantic Music (Tomoko Sauvage) - 2025
Performance "Musique Hydromantique" ("Web-toed salamander Music"), for porcelain bowls filled with water and amplified, performed in the Organpark by Tomoko Sauvage on February 7th, 2025
Collection: org anp ARK
Tribute to: Sauvage, Tomoko

Flooded trees and plants

slowly rise above water --

and breathe wind again.



Wat overstroomd is	Nach der Flut tauchen
komt langzaam boven water --	die Pflanzen langsam auf und --

en ademt weer wind.	atmen wieder Wind.

Poem H5225
Amsterdam, 2025-02-07
Descendants (Arnold Dreyblatt) - 2025
Composition, for four pipe organs in one space, performed in the Organpark by Arnold Dreyblatt, Reinier van Houdt, Claudio Baroni, and Lucie Nezri on February 7th, 2025
Collection: org anp ARK
Tribute to: Dreyblatt, Arnold

Silhouettes of birds

following the fishermen:

a killer squadron.



Silhouetten van	Silhouetten von
vogels volgen de vissers:	Vögeln folgen den Fischern:

een doodseskader.	ein Todesschwadron.

Poem H4474
Amsterdam, 2024-01-28
Leviathan (Paravel and Castaing-Taylor) - 2012
Documentary
Collection: BloodTrunk
Tribute to: Paravel, Véréna; Castaing-Taylor, Lucien

Suddenly it's gone:

no more house, just a mountain --

of mosquitoes there.



Ineens is het weg:	Plötzlich ist es weg:
geen huis meer, alleen een berg --	kein Haus mehr, nur ein Berg von --

muggen waar het was.	Mücken wo es war.

Poem H4426
Amsterdam, 2024-01-06
recently (Anjet Daanje) - 2016
Novel "jl." (the title also refers to Juno Linnaarts), chapter April 28^th, 1986
Collection: No wonder
Tribute to: Daanje, Anjet

Zywa Scottish Highlands

Since my slumber
between life and nowhere
the day falters

Ongoing noon
Excitement
that passes me by

I sit quietly, high
on my horse
The morning begins

inhospitably
Clouds roll in
Fertility

over rough and void
The brook sings
and the horizon rises

with the full weight
of the earth, shadows
embezzle me

Poem 5378
Amsterdam, 2023-11-12
Forrig, Diobaig, The Molendinar (Claire M. Singer) - 2023
Compositions by Claire M. Singer for organ: "Forrig" (2023), "Diobaig" (2016, the village of Diabaig in Scotland) and "The Molendinar" (2016, the brook Molendinar in Scotland), performed by her at the Organpark on November 11th, 2023
Collection: org ANP ark
Composer: Singer, Claire M

Zywa Extinction

Flowers and insects, so many are gone
     Lives pass away, it is easy to see
Stop it, don't do it, don't let it go on
     Foreigners, friends, all our family, we

Businesses stop and employments will end
     Lives pass away, it is easy to see
Borders and shops being closed, it's a trend
     Foreigners, friends, all our family, we

All of us know, don't you see, don't you sense it?
     Lives pass away, it is easy to see
When are we willing, when shall we commit?
     Foreigners, friends, all our family, we

People who flee, many starve, many drown
     Lives pass away, it is easy to see
Peoples and nations come up and go down
     Foreigners, friends, all our family, we

Angels and trumpets are still on the loose
     Lives pass away, it is easy to see
Shall we count down, or say bo to a goose?
     Foreigners, friends, all our family, we

Poem 5333
Amsterdam, 2023-10-09
Turnip and chicory, salsify and leek (Drs. P) - 1987
Song "Knolraap en lof, schorseneren en prei"
Philosopher Lisa Doeland (1982)
Collection: PumicePieces
Tribute to: Drs. P; Doeland, Lisa

I'm one with the earth,

termites mate and start digging --

their cities in me.



Eén met de aarde,	Eins mit der Erde,
termieten paren, graven --	Würmer paaren sich, graben --

hun steden in mij.	eine Stadt in mich.

Poem H4133
Amsterdam, 2023-09-09
A Change of tongue (Antjie Krog) - 2003
(1970)
Tale, part 1 § 9, "Chapter forty-four"
Collection: Skin-contact
Tribute to: Krog, Antjie

The world is whirling

and turning quite fast, whirling --

and turning slowly.



De wereld wervelt	Die Erde wirbelt
en draait heel snel rond, wervelt --	und dreht sich sehr schnell, wirbelt --

en draait langzaam rond.	und dreht sich langsam.

Poem H4115
Amsterdam, 2023-09-08
Moving (Chaz Underriner) - 2023
Microtonal composition, performed by Ensemble Modelo62 in the Organpark on September 8^th, 2023
Collection: org ANP ark
Tribute to: Underriner, Chaz

Around the world there's

a shell of wind and water --

flowing round and round.



Om de wereld stroomt	Rund um die Welt fließt
een schil van wind en water --	eine Hülle aus Wind und --

rond en rond en rond.	Wasser rund und rund.

Poem H4116
Amsterdam, 2023-09-08
Moving (Chaz Underriner) - 2023
Microtonal composition, performed by Ensemble Modelo62 in the Organpark on September 8^th, 2023
Collection: org ANP ark
Tribute to: Underriner, Chaz

The torch shining in

the cesspit, on the masses --

of rising maggots.



In de beerput schijnt	In der Klärgrube
de zaklamp op de massa's --	zeigt die Lampe die Massen:

Rijzende maden.	Maden gehen auf.

Poem H4120
Amsterdam, 2023-09-08
A Change of tongue (Antjie Krog) - 2003
Tale, part 1 § 6
Collection: Stream
Tribute to: Krog, Antjie

Rock, sun, animals:

Kalahari Theatre --

without us people.



Rots, zon, en dieren:	Felsen und Tiere:
Theater Kalahari --	Theater Kalahari --

zonder ons mensen.	ohne uns Menschen.

Poem H4042
Amsterdam, 2023-08-15
#FeesMustFall - October 2015 (Antjie Krog) - 2022
Poem (collection "Plunder" ["Pillage"])
Collection: No wonder
Tribute to: Krog, Antjie

For hours I sail past

exotic birds. Not a white --

person to be seen.



Urenlang vaar ik	Lange segle ich.
langs exotische vogels --	Die Vögel sind exotisch.

Geen wit mens te zien.	Kein Weißer in Sicht.

Poem H4040
Amsterdam, 2023-08-14
#FeesMustFall - October 2015 (Antjie Krog) - 2022
Poem (collection "Plunder" ["Pillage"])
Collection: Over
Tribute to: Krog, Antjie

Oh, that Day of Wrath

is today, our terminal --

breath cries out for it.



Die Dag van de Toorn	Dieser Tag des Zorns
is vandaag, onze laatste --	ist heute, unser letzter --

adem roept erom.	Atemzug ruft ihn.

Poem S1744
Amsterdam, 2023-04-22
O fragile earth a mass for the new covenant (Antjie Krog) - 2020
"O brose aarde - 'n misorde vir die nuwe verbond" - 6. Dies irae, performed in the Organpark on April 22^nd, 2023 under the direction of Gonny van der Maten
Collection: org ANP ark
Tribute to: Krog, Antjie

Shrieking and howling,

but I see nothing moving --

in the dense forest.



Gekrijs en geschreeuw,	Gekreisch und Geschrei,
maar ik zie niets bewegen --	aber es bewegt sich nichts --

in het dichte woud.	in dem dichten Wald.

Poem H3773
Amsterdam, 2023-03-25
Atlas of Remote Islands (Fie Schouten) - 2023
Improvisations "Atlas of Remote Islands - Fifty islands I have never set foot on and never will" (2023), by Fie Schouten [bass clarinet and basset horn], Guus Janssen [organs, harpsichord and piano], Vincent Courtois [cello] and Giuseppe Doronzo [baritone saxophone], inspired by the book by Judith Schalansky from 2009, on March 25^th, 2023 in the Organpark
Collection: org ANP ark
Tribute to: Schalansky, Judith

Action, reaction,

the earth is just what it is --

without creator.



Actie, reactie,	Aktion, Reaktion,
de aarde is wat ze is --	die Erde ist, was sie ist --

zonder een maker.	ohne Hersteller.

Poem H3639
Amsterdam, 2023-01-02
In reference to the movie title "Werk ohne Autor" ("Work without a maker" [released as "Never Look Away"], 2018, Florian Henckel von Donnersmarck)
Collection: Metamorphic body

Over here, the soil

has a different skin, with --

branches and mushrooms.



Een andere huid	Der Boden hat hier
heeft de grond hier, met takken --	eine andere Haut, mit --

en paddenstoelen.	Ästen und Pilzen.

Poem H3525
Amsterdam, 2022-10-25
Know nothing about mushrooms (Jila Mossaed) - 2009
Poem "Kan ingenting om svampar" (collection "Varje natt kysser jag markens fötter")
Collection: Skin-contact
Tribute to: Mossaed, Jila

Zywa Seed vaults

Sometimes a new beginning is
scorched wood in black sludge
or in burned ground

after a devastating flood
a rapid conflagration, or
human stupidity

Then awakens the earth
of Earth
and her seed vault opens

Everything comes into bloom again
in our presence
but we know ourselves

and we dare not
rely on it completely
We are sons of Noah

we build it
in concrete: banks
full of seeds, safe

for everyone?

Poem 4264
Amsterdam, 2021-12-28
See the drawing "Seed vault" by Joost Swarte with the article "Sowing for Apocalypse", 2007, in The New Yorker
Collection: On living on [2]
Tribute to: Swarte, Joost

Zywa Now that winter comes

Now that winter comes
and the trees have not been
in full leaf
I shiver from what will be

from the shivering people
in a winter of possibly
forty years, as end times
of the rampant growth

and also from the winter cold
in our hearts, because our life
costs more and more lives
and more and more sorrow

If we do nothing about it
our tears will freeze
to a crust around the earth
and there will be a spring

without us

Poem 3995
Amsterdam, 2021-10-07
Earth ecosystem
Collection: The light of words

Zywa The Jinn

Our large body has no face
no one sees it is us
it's kerosene

the Djinn who brings us everything
with an invisible trail
of destruction

footprints that trampled
indented and soured
all for us

I entrench myself in my house
full of old stuff, repaired with love
that does not eat animal suffering

Bye birds, bye flowers, bye children
from which hunger you will die
you cannot know

Poem 2726
Amsterdam, 2020-02-24
Ecological footprint
TV program "Pipo the Clown" (1958-1980) always ended with: "Bye birds, bye flowers, bye children"
Collection: On living on [2]

With the animals

we're breathing air in and out --

Then sometimes, it storms.



Dieren en mensen	Tiere und Menschen
ademen lucht in en uit --	atmen die Luft ein und aus --

En dan stormt het soms.	Dann stürmt es manchmal.

Poem H2670
Amsterdam, 2020-02-11
It is as if (Ellen Deckwitz) - 2020
Column "Het is net", in the NRC of February 11th, 2020
Collection: Death on Cast
Tribute to: Deckwitz, Ellen

Our world, planet earth:

embraced and fed by channels --

There's life everywhere!



De aarde: omarmd	Die Erde: umarmt
en gevoed door kanalen --	und genährt von Kanälen --

Overal leven!	Leben überall!

Poem H2553
Amsterdam, 2019-08-25
Health Care Centre of Our Lady, location West, ICU
Collection: The King

One horizon all

round the green sea, here and there --

a cow sailing by.



Eén horizon rond	Eín Horizont um
de groene zee, hier en daar --	das grüne Meer, hier und da --

varen er koeien.	segelt eine Kuh.

Poem H2014
Zandvoort aan Zee, 2018-02-02
Collection: Summer birds

Zywa The Guardian Angel Café

Sweetheart, the earth is getting cold
we have to do something
take ourselves by the hand
The guides walk away

in different directions
guided by the wishes
of their followers, that's how

it always goes, whatever you think of it
If only there were guardian angels
with power, not the writers

who meet in this café
no, a Guardian Council
for presidents and scholars

who want to unload graphite powder
on the north pole, throw atomic bombs
upon it, or build a dam

in the Bering Strait, with pumps
on peaceful nuclear energy
finishing the job

Yet... all of us, we
must do it ourselves, guard each other
with wings of compassion and reason

Poem 1293
Amsterdam, 2017-04-23
Against the cooling of the earth: [1] Petr Borisov in 1956: dam with pumps, [2] Petr Borisov in 1958: graphite powder, [3] Julian Huxley in 1945: atomic bombs
Collection: The drama

Zywa Germ Substance

Hidden in a belly it begins
In a bank of black seeds
in the soil, in a blood biotope

in the cortex of the unborn
and then the unpredictable path
like every snowflake comes

to earth differently, every particle
touched on its way and
formed by unique contacts

into distinct faces
that attach and detach
germinate and split

into new old germ substance
of your species of life
Hidden in a belly it begins

Poem 1290
Amsterdam, 2017-04-22
Blood biotope: fetus in the womb
Cortex: of the ovary, which contains one million viable oocytes ('egg cells') at the time of birth of a girl
Collection: Metamorphic body

Zywa Leaking into new blood

All the waste is blowing
in the same direction
Over wet snow

hot and cutting grass
dry leaves
It gets dark

and light again
dark and light, the sky
wears the spores

frozen, burned
to invisible
the earth, the earth

fertilizes the powders:
leaking into new blood
between skin and bones

feeling flesh in the wind
over the wet, the hot
cutting and dry existence

Poem 1091
Amsterdam, 2017-02-28
Debris and alchemy (Kate Moore) - 2009
Composition, performed by Ensemble Klang in the Organpark on November 21^st, 2009 and October 25^th, 2014
Collection: ORG anp ark
Composer: Moore, Kate

Zywa Timespace adventures

Om-heavy waves crush
the interiors of mountains of stars
to seas of powderpure sand seed

and liquid toxins, they vibrate
them together into form adventures
sometimes a placenta

It couldn't go otherwise
than it is going on
the creation, the koan

of drawing forms
from nothingness
and the time in between

If, yes than it would have turned
out differently, but we live in this way
on a raft on liquid fire

a thin crust around
blood substances and blood toxins
full of swarming tests -

multiples, the unstable
with a beginning and an end
an end and a beginning

Poem 1067
Amsterdam, 2017-02-23
Collection: BloodTrunk

Bare sand, construction

soil, and the breath of the wind --

sowing life in it.



Opgespoten zand,	Die dicke Sandschicht,
en de adem van de wind --	und der Hauch des Windes, der --

die leven uitzaait.	Leben in sie sät.

Poem H0205
Amsterdam, 2012-02-12
Collection: BloodTrunk

Zywa Mesocosmos

The sky is blue and cold today
as if the atmosphere is thinner
and I can sense the void

under which the houses are small
and low, meaningless
fleeting and interchangeable

The old timber factory seems to be leaking
On the right side of the base
smoke rises from the building

as if a reversed draught
through the black chimney hole
absorbs, from distant stars, seas
of gigawatts of power for the city

Poem 157
Amsterdam, 2010-11-16
Jacob van Lennepkade, Amsterdam
Collection: Metamorphic body

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