There are things I tell,

and things I don't tell, and that's --


driving me crazy.


Naast wat ik vertelIch erzähle und
is er wat ik jou verzwijg --ich verschweige Dinge, und --

en dat maakt me gek.das macht mich verrückt.

Poem S2871
Amsterdam, 2025-08-12
Diary 1968-1969 (Frida Vogels) - 2010
"Dagboek 1968-1969" - July 12th, 1969, Bologna
Collection: Between us
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida 
 

The sound of the wind

and the water comforts me --


Tell him of my love!


Het ruisen van windDas Geräusch von Wind
en water troost mij, vertel --und Wasser tröstet mich, sag --

hem van mijn liefde!dass ich ihn liebe!

Poem H4928
De Koog, 2024-09-22
Solely through you, my sweet love (Grazio Braccioli / Antonio Vivaldi) - 1714
Air "Zeffiretti, che sussurrate" from the opera "Orlando finto pazzo" ("Orlando, the fake madman", 1714, RV 727, on which the 1723 air "Onde chiara che sussussurate" from the opera "Ercole su'l Termodonte" is based, RV 749.21 and 749.31 [with a second soprano as echo], libretto based on the epic "Orlando innamorato" ("Orlando in love", 1495, Matteo Maria Boiardo) - Origille
Collection: Love Mind and Death
Tribute to: Braccioli, Grazio; Boiardo, Matteo Maria 
Composer: Vivaldi, Antonio 
 

The wind wails for me.

Bring my love to my darling --


on swift rosy wings.


De wind klaagt om mij.Der Wind klagt um mich.
Breng mijn liefde naar mijn lief --Bring mein Herz zu meinem Schatz --

op roze vleugels.auf rosa Flügeln.

Poem S2350
Amsterdam, 2024-09-10
On rosy wings of love (Salvatore Cammarano / Giuseppe Verdi) - 1853
Air "D'amor sull'ali rosee", opera "Il trovatore" ("The troubadour") - Leonora, act 4
Collection: Held True
Tribute to: Cammarano, Salvatore 
Composer: Verdi, Giuseppe 
 

The bond we have is

intimate, we understand --


the words we don't know.


We hebben een band,Wir sind verbunden,
we begrijpen de woorden --wir verstehen die Wörter --

die we niet kennen.die wir nicht kennen.

Poem H4695
Amsterdam, 2024-06-13
Victory City (Salman Rushdie) - 2023
Novel "Victory City" [Vijayanagar >> Bisnaga, based on Fatehpur Sikri ('Victory City', near Agra), the capital of Emperor Abdul-Fath Jalaluddin 'Akbar' (= 'the Great' >> 'Akbar the Great')], part 2 Exile, chapter 10
Collection: Wind
Tribute to: Rushdie, Salman 
 

Just turn the postcards

around and you'll understand --


what they are hiding.


Draai de briefkaartenDreh die Postkarten
rond, dan ga je begrijpen --um und du wirst verstehen --

wat ze verbergen.was sie verbergen.

Poem H4683
Amsterdam, 2024-06-08
The beauty of the husband (Anne Carson) - 2001
Poetic fictional essay, Tango IV
Collection: Loves Tricks Gains Pains in the years 2000-2009
Tribute to: Carson, Anne 
 

He whinges, but I

know he is lying, maybe --


that's rather funny.


Hij beklaagt zich, maarEr beschwert sich, und
ik weet dat hij liegt, misschien --ich weiß, dass er lügt, vielleicht --

is dat wel grappig.ist das wohl lustig.

Poem H4684
Amsterdam, 2024-06-08
The beauty of the husband (Anne Carson) - 2001
Poetic fictional essay, Tango IV
Collection: Loves Tricks Gains Pains in the years 2000-2009
Tribute to: Carson, Anne 
 

Your husband: rotate

him and look at him closely --


See what he's hiding.


Draai je echtgenootDreh deinen Mann um
rond en bekijk hem heel goed --und schaue ihn genau an --

Zie wat hij verbergt.Sieh, was er verbirgt.

Poem S2213
Amsterdam, 2024-06-08
The beauty of the husband (Anne Carson) - 2001
Poetic fictional essay, Tango IV
Collection: Loves Tricks Gains Pains in the years 2000-2009
Tribute to: Carson, Anne 
 

Love does prove itself

in attentively hearing --


of what is not said.


Liefde bewijst zichLiebe erweist sich
in een oplettend horen --im aufmerksamen Hören --

wat niet gezegd wordt.was nicht gesagt wird.

Poem H4363
Amsterdam, 2023-12-13
The event (Peter Terrin) - 2022
Novel "De gebeurtenis", chapter Juliette (3) #1
Collection: Loves Tricks Gains Pains in the years 2020-2029
Tribute to: Terrin, Peter 
 

They can be loving:

father talks to the dog and --


my son lures the cat.


Ze kunnen lief zijn:Sie können lieb sein:
vader praat met de hond en --Vater spricht mit dem Hund und --

mijn zoon lokt de kat.mein Sohn lockt Mieze.

Poem H4348
Amsterdam, 2023-12-07
Children Coming Home From School - 2 (Louise Glück) - 1990
Poem (collection "Ararat")
Collection: Em Brace
Tribute to: Glück, Louise 
 

We don't say much, that's

how we speak with each other --


Still full of longing.


We zeggen niet veel,Wir sagen nicht viel,
zo praten wij met elkaar --so ist unser Dialog --

Nog vol verlangen.Noch voller Sehnsucht.

Poem H4112
Amsterdam, 2023-09-05
Wedding song 3 - 1 (Antjie Krog) - 2006
Poem "Huwelikslied 3" - 1 (collection "Verweerskrif" ["Body bereft"])
Collection: Loves Tricks Gains Pains in the years 2000-2009
Tribute to: Krog, Antjie 
 

Zywa Talk and fit

Boys are Different, exciting
to get to know, certainly
the exotic characters

I collide with them until I can
make a breach here and there
a peep-in, discover something

and assimilate it
while I am watching how he
tastes small bites from me

We change, irrevocably
we bridge differences and understand
each other in fewer words

That is the danger
It starts with a subject
about which we think so differently

that we avoid it from then on
and we pass more gorges
gradually not discussable holes

in familiar ground
which is no longer Different
but so domestic that we

don't even seem
to share it
and no longer can fit the pieces

Poem 4752
Amsterdam, 2022-10-24
Collection: Froend
Dedicated to: Maria Godschalk 
 

To disappoint me

is okay, if it's okay --


that I let you know.


Mij teleurstellenDass du mich enttäuscht,
is goed, als jij het goed vindt --steht dir frei, wenn's mir frei steht --

dat ik het uitspreek.das auszusprechen.

Poem H3356
Amsterdam, 2022-07-05
Like it or not - Faxing to Ger #4 (Nicolien Mizee) - 2021
Diary-novel "Hoog en laag springen - Faxen aan Ger #4"
Collection: In the shadow
Tribute to: Mizee, Nicolien 
 

He doesn't understand

her, so she has to speak tears:


Why don't you love me?


Hij begrijpt haar niet,Er versteht sie nicht,
ze moet wel tranen spreken:sie muss ja Tränen reden:

Hou je niet van mij?Liebst du mich nicht mehr?

Poem S1288
Amsterdam, 2021-11-30
Thinking of my mother
Collection: Froend
 

Zywa Our adventure threatens

We are honest
we keep the game going
with serious faces
without playing that we play

We say out loud that
our expectations are fighting
with the facts we say

we accept
and we warily search
in each other for solid ground
for our loose anchors

The mantle of the ropes
that connect us, is being
scraped to shreds
and we warily search

under water
for places to grow
from and with each other

for our adventure threatens
to get stuck in inability
like a project in a final phase
without end

Poem 2067
Amsterdam, 2019-01-27
Collection: Dearme
Dedicated to: Maria Godschalk 
 

A man opens up

in the arms of a woman --


He softens and talks.


Een man opent zichEin Mann öffnet sich
in de armen van een vrouw --in den Armen einer Frau --

Hij wordt zacht en praat.Er wird sanft, redet.

Poem S0753
Train Amsterdam-Den Haag, 2018-06-19
A Frisian does not cry (Gerrit Krol) - 1980
Novel "Een Fries huilt niet", chapter 7.1
Collection: Dearme
Tribute to: Krol, Gerrit 
 

Zywa Secret code

Possibility, chance, no coincidence
fate or god, but the outcome
of the self-learning program

in our heads, the decisions
lay already enclosed within us
as our future, our path

You came down the stairs
stopped in the hall
and looked at me

called unexpectedly
lovingly my name
said you

will get mail from me:
the promise that bound me
during your holiday

I looked for a secret code
in the text on your cards
and only found my longing

Poem 1746
Amsterdam, 2018-05-03
Collection: The Big Secret
Dedicated to: Dory dK 
 

I've a nerve for each

word, for each sigh, each gesture --


and each wish of you.


Een zenuw voor elkEin Nerv für jede
woord, elke zucht, elk gebaar --Gebärde, jeden Seufzer --

elke wens van jou.jeden Wunsch von dir.

Poem H1859
Amsterdam, 2017-11-10
Collection: Without reserve
 

Zywa Cushion rebound

Irritation, not discussed
sex postponed
and fun things, we
don't come around to it

Right now not important
Right now not the time
Right now not the place
Right now not by itself

Then just talk
about others and still
awake make plans in bed
playing them around

over the soft cushion of my
own version of the facts -
a dream too beautiful
for disbelief

Poem 1608
Amsterdam, 2017-11-08
Collection: Froend
 

Zywa Words that don't match

You have your own parties
with old friends, sweet tea
and jokes. I miss you

I comfort myself with music
and go to bed. You come
home, I act difficult

with words that don't match
my feelings, actually
I have no idea

what I should
say now, in confusion
I cannot manage

to be honest
about myself, I just talk
around it and contradict myself

I'm not fair, you say
Yes, that is true
I should not love you

Poem 1610
Amsterdam, 2017-11-08
Collection: Froend
 

Zywa Sharazed (2)

My diary is too honest
for your eyes, what's the sense

in reading yourself unhappy
when I'm not there anymore
You may comfort yourself

with my serial of love
and connection, the odours
of the colourful life

I want to extend with might
and main, but you also know
that there's a sword beside me

that I go crazy because of the witches
in my body and the ghosts
in my head writing clauses

in the margins and notches
in your speechless soul
in our eternal love

in who we are

Poem 1298
Amsterdam, 2017-04-23
Collection: Dearme
Dedicated to: Maria Godschalk 
 

People are wrapped up

in heavy coats, eyes and nose --


still are free to kiss.


De mensen zijn dikEingemummelte
ingepakt, ogen en neus --Menschen, Augen und Nase --

kunnen nog kussen.können noch küssen.

Poem H0036
Amsterdam, 2011-11-28
Collection: Heart's Delight
 

 

 
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Amsterdam, 2005-01-16
Collection: Photo's 2005
 

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