There is your laundry,

which I will clean, but for whom?


Will someone wear it?


Daar ligt jouw wasgoed,Deine Schmutzwäsche,
voor wie zou ik het wassen?für wen reinige ich sie?

Wie zal het dragen?Wer wird sie tragen?

Poem H3909
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 
 

The tuba stays here,

I can't play it anymore --


this very last time.


De tuba blijft hier,Die Tuba bleibt hier,
ik kan er niet op spelen --ich kann sie nicht mehr spielen--

deze laatste keer.dieses letzte Mal.

Poem S1295
Amsterdam, 2021-12-16
Emigrants (Carmien Michels) - 2018
Poem "Landverhuizers"
Collection: Appearances
Tribute to: Michels, Carmien 
 

Back in the old house,

silently, we fill the boxes --


with our mother's life.


Terug in het huis,Wieder zuhause,
zwijgend vullen we dozen --still füllen wir die Kartons --

met mama's leven.mit Mutters Leben.

Poem H2667
Amsterdam, 2020-02-03
Eviction (Marcel van Roosmalen) - 2020
Column "Ontruiming", in the nrc.next of February 3rd, 2020
Collection: Being my own museum
Tribute to: Van Roosmalen, Marcel 
 

Zywa Waiting

Lost in the women's section
harmless smiling clumsy
I saw, wanted you

I let you cook for me
and wait after dinner
for a next time, love

is waiting and waiting
is being alive, you were confused
you wanted me

to pamper me, to cook for me
and you had fantasies, patiently
waiting, about a night

with me, love
that will last a lifetime
an adventure of differences

that make our hearts falter
with misunderstandings, but then
they relax again

Poem 1750
Amsterdam, 2018-05-06
Collection: Froend
 

Overlooked stockings,

and a comb with her dark hair.


The bed too big now.


Kousen, en een kamStrümpfe, und ein Kamm
met haar donkere haren.mit ihrem dunklen Haaren.

Het bed nu te groot.Das Bett jetzt zu groß.

Poem S0557
Amsterdam, 2017-11-05
My wife (Raymond Carver) - 1968
Poem, published in the collections "New: American and Canadian poetry" (1968), "Those days: early writing by Raymond Carver" (1987), and "A new path to the waterfall" (1989)
Collection: Within the walls
Tribute to: Carver, Raymond 
 

You are dead, unreal

is the order of your things --


Meaningless fiction.


Jij bent dood, onechtDu bist tot, unecht
de orde van jouw spullen --die Ordnung deiner Sachen --

Zinloze fictie.Sinnlose Fiktion.

Poem H1804
Amsterdam, 2017-09-17
The memories come (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "De herinneringen komen", published in "De harde kern" - 3 (1994), and in "Diary 1958-1959" (2006) - February 2nd, 1959, Milan
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida 
 

Your sad love letters,

I leave them for everyone --


at the city dump.


Jouw liefdesbrievenDeine traurigen
laat ik maar aan anderen --Briefe lasse ich alle --

op de vuilstortplaats.auf den Müllhaufen.

Poem S0262
Amsterdam, 2014-12-04
Tablecloths (Jack Kerouac) - 1952
Sketch "Manteles para la mesa" (collection "Book of sketches * 1952-1957", published in 2006)
Collection: MistI
Tribute to: Kerouac, Jack 
 

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