I wanted to say

goodbye to him, but I couldn't --


He bored me so much.


Ik wilde afscheidIch wollte mich ver-
nemen, maar het lukte niet --abschieden, konnte es nicht --

Hij verveelde me.Er langweilte mich.

Poem S3273
Amsterdam, 2026-10-04
Collapse (Édouard Louis) - 2024
Biography "L'effondrement" (translated 2026), chapter 3, paragraph 'Fact number 14'
Collection: Spirals
Tribute to: Louis, Edouard 
 

We say goodbye, numb

with sadness, playing that we --


believe in our words.


We nemen afscheid,Abschied. Wir spielen,
spelen dat we geloven --dass wir daran glauben, an --

in onze woorden.unsere Worte.

Poem H6059
Amsterdam, 2026-01-20
Within the skin (Han Voskuil) - 2009
Autobiographical novel "Binnen de huid" (written 1964-1967), chapter 26 - March 2nd, 1955, Amsterdam
Collection: Elude
Tribute to: Voskuil, Han 
 

The friendship is so

delicate, we cannot say --


goodbye properly.


De vriendschap is zoDie Freundschaft ist so
teer, we zijn niet in staat om --zart, wir sind unfähig uns --

afscheid te nemen.zu verabschieden.

Poem S2748
Amsterdam, 2025-07-05
On closer inspection (Han Voskuil) - 1963
Autobiographical novel "Bij nader inzien", pages 1025-1028 - May 14th, 1952, Amsterdam
Collection: Elude
Tribute to: Voskuil, Han 
 

I don't want any

confidences, which goes well --


so we say goodbye.


OntboezemingenVertraulichkeiten
wil ik niet, dat lukt me, dus --will ich nicht, das klappt, also --

nemen we afscheid.können wir gehen.

Poem S2750
Amsterdam, 2025-07-05
In foreign parts - Chronicles (Frida Vogels) - 2024
Autobiography "In den vreemde - Kronieken", chapter 'De horlogemaker' (The watchmaker) - Meeting a friend - January 1972, San Severo
Collection: Overwritten
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida 
 

Last night we made love,

this morning we are strangers --


sad you are leaving.


Vannacht minnaars, nuWir liebten uns, jetzt,
zijn we vreemden, verdrietig --sind wir Fremde, und traurig --

ga jij bij me weg.gehst du von mir weg.

Poem S2582
Amsterdam, 2025-03-01
Hey, that's no way to say goodbye (Leonard Cohen) - 1967
Song "Hey, that's no way to say goodbye" (album "Songs of Leonard Cohen"), sung in 1969 by Roberta Flack (Album "First Take")
Collection: Loves Tricks Gains Pains in the years 1960-1979
Tribute to: Cohen, Leonard; Flack, Roberta 
 

When we say goodbye,

my waving hand trembles, but --


father doesn't notice.


We nemen afscheid.Abschied, ich winke.
Mijn zwaaiende hand trilt, maar --Meine Hand zittert, aber --

vader merkt het niet.Vater merkt es nicht.

Poem H4350
Amsterdam, 2023-12-07
Terminal Resemblance (Louise Glück) - 1990
Poem (collection "Ararat")
Collection: Em Brace
Tribute to: Glück, Louise 
 

The corner café

must close, because times have changed --


There is a new law.


Het oude caféDie alte Kneipe
gaat sluiten, dicht moet het --muss jetzt schließen, des neuen --

van de nieuwe wet.Gesetzes wegen.

Poem H4339
Amsterdam, 2023-12-05
Goodbye café (Willem Wilmink, Herman van Veen) - 1969
Song "Adieu café", sung by Herman van Veen (album "Herman van Veen II"), also published in Willem Wilmink's collection "Goejanverwellesluis" (1971)
Collection: Over
Tribute to: Wilmink, Willem; Van Veen, Herman 
 

We've been together

and we say goodbye, hoping --


but failing to do.


We waren samenDer Abschied nach dem
en namen afscheid, hoopten --Beisammensein: wir hofften --

maar lieten het na.taten aber nichts.

Poem S2034
Amsterdam, 2023-12-04
He was weak, and I was strong - then - (Emily Dickinson) - 1860
Poem (Franklin #221, Johnson #190)
Collection: Tardiness in Acceleration
Tribute to: Dickinson, Emily 
 

I'm about leaving

my mother, leaving her love --


ever asking love.


Ik neem zo afscheidMich verabschieden,
van mama, van haar liefde --von Mama, ihrer Liebe --

vragende liefde.bittender Liebe.

Poem S1918
Amsterdam, 2023-09-13
Love Poems - End of another home-holiday" - 1 (David Lawrence) - 1913
Poem (collection "Love Poems and Others")
Collection: Tardiness in Acceleration
Tribute to: Lawrence, David 
 

Everything is there,

but it gives me no idea --


what to do with it.


Alles staat er nog,Alles ist noch da,
maar het geeft me geen idee --aber ich weiß nicht, was ich --

wat ik ermee moet.damit machen soll.

Poem H3910
Amsterdam, 2023-06-30
No objection, not a sound either (Jan Baeke) - 2013
After the life partner's death
Poem "Geen bezwaar, ook geen geluid" (collection "Het tankstation op de route")

Collection: Over
Tribute to: Baeke, Jan 
 

No, I cannot speak

about them, they haven't been there --


for far, far too long.


Ik kan niet pratenIch kann nicht sprechen
over hen, veel te lang al --über sie, zu lange schon --

zijn ze er niet meer.sind sie nicht mehr da.

Poem H3469
Amsterdam, 2022-09-25
A year like (no) other (Kristien Hemmerechts) - 2003
Diary "Een jaar als (g)een ander"
Collection: Moist glow
Tribute to: Hemmerechts, Kristien 
 

Zywa So, goodbye then

There is no good ending
The sun goes down
without colouring heaven

No birds, no music
I don't even cry
just say: so, goodbye then

It sounds so easy
but I look away and wait
until it's over

When did you slip away from me?
When did we stop talking
about what we don't understand

and gradually didn't know
about each other anymore
not each other's anymore?

Poem 4553
Amsterdam, 2022-06-24
(Album) Watertown (Jake Holmes, Frank Sinatra) - 1970
Songs "Goodbye (She Quietly Says)" and "The Train" (album "Watertown", lyrics Jake Holmes, sung by Frank Sinatra)
Collection: Loves Tricks Gains Pains in the years 2000-2009 
Tribute to: Holmes, Jake; Sinatra, Frank 
 

Will this be goodbye,

our happiness a photo --


of a splendid day?


Is dit ons afscheid,Ist's unser Abschied,
wordt ons geluk een foto --wird unser Glück ein Foto --

van een mooie dag?einer schönen Zeit?

Poem S1293
Amsterdam, 2021-12-10
Photo of a beautiful day (Frank Boeijen) - 1985
Song "Foto van een mooie dag" (album "Foto van een mooie dag")
Collection: After the festivities
Tribute to: Boeijen, Frank 
 

The pond is chilly,

the wind high up in the pines --


brings autumn again.


De vijver is kil,Der Weiher ist kalt,
de wind hoog in de dennen --der Wind hoch in den Kiefern --

brengt weer het najaar.bringt wieder den Herbst.

Poem S1059
Amsterdam, 2020-10-02
The pond is chilly (Minamoto no Fusaakira) - 939
Collection: Shelter
Tribute to: Fusaakira, Minamoto 
 

I throw some papers

on the death notices, like --


sand on a coffin.


Ik strooi papierenIch streue Blätter
over de doodsberichten --auf dem Todesbericht, wie --

als zand op een kist.Sand auf einem Sarg.

Poem S0818
Amsterdam, 2019-01-07
An empty house (Marga Minco) - 1966
Autobiography "Een leeg huis"
After the Second World War, the Red Cross informed relatives by letter about the death of close family members in a concentration camp

Collection: Blankets of snow
Tribute to: Minco, Marga 
 

Farewell: we don't eat,

it just seems that way, as you --


also see in plays.


Afscheid: we etenAbschied: wir essen
niet echt, dat zie je ook wel --nicht wirklich, das sieht man auch --

in toneelstukken.in Theaterstücken.

Poem H2192
Amsterdam, 2018-06-18
A Frisian does not cry (Gerrit Krol) - 1980
Novel "Een Fries huilt niet", chapter 4.1
Collection: After the festivities
Tribute to: Krol, Gerrit 
 

Silent lovers, so

reluctantly side by side:


this very last time.


Stille geliefden,Stille Liebende,
zo onwillig naast elkaar:widerwillig zusammen:

voor het laatst samen.dieses letzte Mal.

Poem S0475
Amsterdam, 2017-05-02
And as they sat next to each other (Henricus Keuls) - 1949
Poem "En toen zij zaten naast elkaar" (collection "Om de stilte")
Collection: Loves Tricks Gains Pains in the years 1940-1959
Tribute to: Keuls, Henricus 
 

Zywa Without honey

We had tea without honey
The conversation dragged
What did you say? I askied
and he said it again

What could he mean? Searching
for clues, I prolonged the failure
of clear thoughts
by looking around

In the bar mirror, I saw a thread
of my scarf on my coat
It was like a scratch
There's no sense in talking

if you behave like this, I'll go
my friend said and he went
Fifteen minutes later I got up
The tea had become cold

Poem 1205
Amsterdam, 2017-03-12
Collection: Froend
Dedicated to: C W 
 

Funerals: I am

alive, laughing in the sun --


like a shard of glass.


Begrafenissen:Beerdigungen:
we leven, lachend als glas-in der Sonne lachen, wie --

scherven in de zon.eine Glasscherbe.

Poem H0942
Amsterdam, 2014-05-25
Shards of glass in the sun (Herman de Coninck) - 1982
Poem "Glasscherven in de zon" (collection "De hectaren van het geheugen")
Collection: Shortages
Tribute to: De Coninck, Herman 
 

Clumsily we search

for words to say the goodbye --


gloaming between us.


Onhandig zoekenUngeschickt suchen
we naar woorden: het afscheid --wir nach Worten: der Abschied --

schemert tussen ons.dämmert zwischen uns.

Poem H0628
Amsterdam, 2013-10-13
Collection: Life line 
 

You left me behind,

in the sun, but with a cloud --


drifting in my mind.


Je liet mij achter,Von dir verlassen,
in de zon, maar met een wolk --wohl in der Sonne, aber --

in mijn gedachten.mit Wolken im Kopf.

Poem H0056
Amsterdam, 2011-12-06
Taken from poem 0124. Entry PUA (0123. Inschrijving POZ, December 28th, 2008)
Collection: Moons
Dedicated to: Mark H, Marijke T 
 

Zywa Entry PUA

One of the many
relationships and projects
that have not failed
but not been finished

written down to be put aside:
#UK2008000269348 in the Register
of Private Unfinished Affairs

“You stood up, just like that
  we had no conversation
  not in a normal way

  you just stood up
  left me behind in the sun
  with clouds in my thoughts

  whether we are friends
  have been friends
  whether and how it can be otherwise

  and whether you could come and stand
  nude next to me, just like that
  putting an arm around my shoulders

  help! an idiot!
  I really don’t belong to him
  I don’t know him, whatever he says”

Poem 124
Vaison-la-Romaine, 2008-12-28
Collection: Moons
Dedicated to: C W 
 

Zywa But

In the tearoom, we pretend
to be good friends – in turn
we bounceball our days

If only I could make contact
but with words, it doesn't work
Our hands are close together

We gaze outside
it can't be explained
although we understand it

And that already comes too close

Poem 65
Train Amsterdam-Nijmegen, 2007-03-09
Collection: Migration
Dedicated to: C W 
 

Zywa Undertone

We eat a fresh caught crab fish
in the setting sun and as in the old books
of my mother we count the ticking
of the clock from time tot time
you say old books also are okay

Another carrot and a pun
once more delaying
the unavoidable farewell kiss
no more calling on each other
I really don't know what to say

Poem 35
Train-journey through Germany, 2005-10-13
Collection: Life line 
 

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