I breathe, my heart beats,

but unfortunately spring --


does not feel like spring.


Ik adem, mijn hartIch atme, mein Herz
klopt, maar helaas, de lente --schlägt, nur, der Frühling fühlt sich --

voelt niet als lente.nicht wie Frühling an.

Poem S2555
Amsterdam, 2025-02-06
Collection:
Dedicated to: Maria Godschalk 
 

I encapsulate

with words what happens to me --


Then I digest it.


Met woorden kapselMit Worten kapsel
ik in wat mij overkomt --ich ein, was mir passiert, dann --

Dan verteer ik het.verdaue ich es.

Poem H5073
Amsterdam, 2024-11-15
Autobiography of my body (Lize Spit) - 2024
Beginning of the autobiographical novel "Autobiografie van mijn lichaam"
Monocytes (a type of leukocyte / white blood cell)

Collection: WriteWiser signage
Tribute to: Spit, Lize 
 

Raped, dare to put down

roots again, let the old ones --


go, you say, you say.


Verkracht, weer wortelsVergewaltigt, schlag
durven schieten, de oude --wieder Wurzeln, die alten --

loslaten, zeg jij.loslassen, sagst du.

Poem H4049
Amsterdam, 2023-08-17
the earth is full of it (Antjie Krog) - 2022
Poem "dit spuls die aarde vol" (collection "Plunder" ["Pillage"])
Collection: Over
Tribute to: Krog, Antjie 
 

My body reacts,

it makes me do what it needs --


it makes me think this.


Mijn lichaam handelt,Mein Körper handelt,
laat me doen wat het verlangt --lässt mich tun, was er sich wünscht --

laat me dit denken.lässt mich das wissen.

Poem H2868
Amsterdam, 2020-12-22
Collection: Dearme
Dedicated to: Marianne H, Ali I 
 

Delusions drag me

through hell, I make myself small --


for the raging pills.


Wanen sleuren mijWahnbilder rasen
door de hel, ik maak me klein --herum, ich mache mich klein --

voor de pillenstorm.für den Pillensturm.

Poem H2656
Amsterdam, 2020-01-02
Deeper layers - Report of a radiotherapy (Bart Chabot) - 2011
Autobiographical report, chapter The lifeboat
Collection: Actively Passive
Tribute to: Chabot, Bart 
 

I cannot help it.

I hev limitid leeway.


I must bee handy.


Ik kan nie anders.Was könnte ig thun?
Ik hep wijnug speelruimte.Ig habe weinig Spielraum.

Ik moet handig zijn.Ig muss praktisch sain.

Poem H0699
Amsterdam, 2014-01-26
Maraton (Cor Vaandrager) - 1990
Poem (collection "Sampleton")
Collection: Rasping ants
Tribute to: Vaandrager, Cor 
 

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