Dear bride and groom, dis-

solve a layer of yourselves --


like contact glue does.


Bruid en bruidegom,Braut und Bräutigam,
los een laag van jezelf op --löst etwas von euch selbst auf --

zoals contactlijm.wie Kontaktkleber.

Poem H6250
Amsterdam, 2026-05-14
Great love advice (Ellen Deckwitz) - 2026
Column "Geweldig liefdesadvies", in the NRC of May 12th, 2026
Collection: Death on Cast
Tribute to: Deckwitz, Ellen 
 

On our wedding day,

we dance on soggy grass: in --


balance together.


Op onze bruiloftUnsere Hochzeit,
dansen we op zompig gras:tanzen auf matschigem Gras:

samen in balans.Gleichgewicht halten.

Poem H6229
Amsterdam, 2026-05-02
Unbroken (Eimantas Belickas) - 2026
Statement by Natallia Pinchuk (married to Ales Bialiatski) about her wedding day, in the documentary "Unbroken": 'It had rained, and the grass was soggy and springy as we danced. It gave me a premonition that our marriage would not be very stable.'
Collection: Tightrope walk
Tribute to: Belickas, Eimantas 
 

She is annoying,

she ever puts up with my --


dissatisfaction.


Ze is irritant,Sie ist ärgerlich,
de hele tijd schikt ze zich --ständig fügt sie sich meiner --

naar mijn onvrede.Unzufriedenheit.

Poem H6168
Amsterdam, 2026-03-17
Out of the world (Karl Ove Knausgård) - 1998
Novel "Ute av verden" (translated in 2023), part 2, chapter 6
Collection: Leaving
Tribute to: Knausgård, Karl Ove 
 

Zywa The shards

Our house still stands
He awaits my return
from my refuge
Once again I will be a guest
in my room; it has
marked our faces

The threshold has subsided
there are holes in the walls
and floors, and there is no roof
of flowing love
to live under

The house is crumbling further
We have nowhere to go
so we simply wish each other
a good year, red streaks
of blood over our hands, wine
and shards of glass on the tablecloth

Poem 5772
Amsterdam, 2025-12-17
Five poems by Frida Vogels, her letter of May 1970 to her husband, and diary fragments from November 27th, 1968 and February 3rd, 1969
August 27th, 1967 - Stones fall between them
January 23rd, 1969
- We looked at each other
July 13th, 1969
- Asking for accommodation
July 26th, 1969
- Going home
January 13th, 1970
- I am still expected

Collection: Between us
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida 
 

Zywa At night, my body lies cold

Silently, we pass the dishes
to each other, I smile
at you, but you don't see it

It could have been the beginning
of a rapprochement, I want to talk
to you, and you want to conquer me

At night, my body lies cold
as a stone next to you
as close as two stars

seem to be next to each other
while they are moving
light-years away from each other

And yet I stay
yet I choose for you
partly against myself

Poem 5764
Amsterdam, 2025-12-16
Three poems by Frida Vogels, and her letter of May 1970 to her husband
November 12th, 1968 - The red soft fruit
November 12th, 1968
- The gestures
July 10th, 1970
- How two stars speed apart

Collection: Between us
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida 
 

Zywa Our flag planted

We search for each other within each
other's boundaries, that constrict us
even though we don't want it

But in freedom we would
lose each other, therefore
we continue in silence, chased

by the crumbling land
behind us, hoping to still
be able to move forward

where there is no longer any path
With surprise, people look at us
hitting away the branches

Meanwhile, there is no longer any view
no forwards or backwards
We better stay here

Poem 5746
Amsterdam, 2025-12-13
Six poems by Frida Vogels
June 3rd, 1964 - Forcing yourself to
September 27th, 1965
- Choosing wrongly, loosing one's way
May 23rd, 1966
- How someone, at the place where he arrived
September 12th, 1968
- How between two
September 15th, 1968
- I was in a place with no view
September 15th, 1968
- Choosing: not when one is at the crossroads

Collection: Between us
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida 
 

Not happy with you,

and not unhappy either:


I simply need you.


Niet gelukkig zijnWeder glücklich sein
met jou, noch ongelukkig:mit dir, noch unglücklich: ich --

ik heb je nodig.brauche dich einfach.

Poem H5845
Amsterdam, 2025-08-18
Diary 1970-1971 (Frida Vogels) - 2011
"Dagboek 1970-1971" - October 18th, 1970, Bologna
Collection: Lookout
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida 
 

I'm closest to you,

so it's my duty to be --


the one who saves you.


Ik sta het dichtsteIch bin am nächsten,
bij jou, dus het is mijn plicht --deshalb ist es meine Pflicht --

om jou te redden.dein Retter zu sein.

Poem H5846
Amsterdam, 2025-08-18
Who walked in front of me suddenly found himself on thin ice (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Wie voor me liep, stond plotseling op dun ijs", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part IX [Marriage]), and in "Diary 1970-1971" (2011) - November 7th, 1970, Bologna
Collection: Lookout
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida 
 

Two silent stars, thrown

far apart, are shining peace-


fully side by side.


Twee stille sterren,Weit auseinander
uiteengeslingerd, stralen --leuchten zwei Sterne friedlich --

vredig naast elkaar.nebeneinander.

Poem H5834
Amsterdam, 2025-08-16
How two stars speed apart (Frida Vogels) - 2011
Verse "Hoe twee sterren uit elkaar spoeden", published in "Diary 1970-1971" - July 10th, 1970, Bologna
Collection: Lookout
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida 
 

It can't be other-

wise, we do want each other --


despite the bad times.


Het kan niet anders,Es muss ja so sein,
wij willen elkaar, ondanks --wir wollen einander, trotz --

de slechte dagen.der schlechten Zeiten.

Poem H5826
Amsterdam, 2025-08-14
When one (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Wanneer men", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3" [part IX, Marriage], and in "Diary 1970-1971" (2011) - January 15th, 1970, Bologna
Collection: Lookout
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida 
 

We've been together

all these years, and yet I feel --


awkward coming home.


We zijn al zoveelZurück zu Hause,
jaren samen, en ik kom --bei dir, dennoch fühle ich --

toch onwennig thuis.mich unbehaglich.

Poem S2869
Amsterdam, 2025-08-11
We looked at each other (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Wij keken elkaar aan", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part IX [Marriage]) - January 23rd, 1969, Bologna
Collection: Between us
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida 
 

Slowly the snail crawls

out of its broken shell, and --


extends its feelers.


Langzaam kruipt de slakDie Schnecke kriecht aus
uit zijn kapotte huis, stulpt --ihrem zerbrochenen Haus --

zijn voelhorens uit.streckt die Fühler aus.

Poem H5812
Amsterdam, 2025-08-11
A snail (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Een slak", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part IX [Marriage]), and in "Diary 1968-1969" (2010) - March 4th, 1969, Bologna
Collection: Between us
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida 
 

Neither war nor peace,

we silently hand over --


the serving dishes.


Oorlog noch vrede,Weder Frieden noch
zwijgend reiken we elkaar --Krieg, wir reichen uns schweigend --

de gerechten aan.die Servierplatten.

Poem S2864
Amsterdam, 2025-08-10
The red soft fruit (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "De rode zachte vrucht", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part IX [Marriage]) - November 12th, 1968, Bologna (about October 13th, 1968)
Collection: Between us
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida 
 

They both have the same

desire, each one praying, to --


a different god.


Ze verlangen hetSie wünschen sich das-
zelfde, ieder biddend, tot --selbe, jeder betet, zu --

een andere god.dem eigenen Gott.

Poem S2865
Amsterdam, 2025-08-10
The gestures (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "De gebaren", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part IX [Marriage]), and in "Diary 1968-1969" (2010) - November 12th, 1968, Bologna
Collection: Between us
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida 
 

A distant embrace,

I want to cry, but I'm too --


dejected for it.


In de omhelzingIn der Umarmung
de afstand voelen, willen --die Distanz spüren, weinen --

huilen, niet kunnen.wollen, nicht können.

Poem S2866
Amsterdam, 2025-08-10
Diary 1968-1969 (Frida Vogels) - 2010
"Dagboek 1968-1969" - November 27th, 1968, Bologna
Collection: Between us
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida 
 

Your and my tissues

are growing in one matrix --


that of our marriage.


Jouw en mijn weefselsUnser Gewebe
groeien in één matrix, die --wächst in einer Matrix, der --

van ons huwelijk.unserer Ehe.

Poem H5722
Amsterdam, 2025-07-21
I can't miss you (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Ik kan je niet missen", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part III [Ennio and Kees]), and in "Diary 1960-1961" (2006) - November 18th, 1960, Milan
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida 
 

He causes trouble

and I make it right again --


Are we a good team?


Hij zorgt voor gedoe,Er macht Getue,
ik breng het weer in orde.ich bringe es in Ordnung --

Zijn wij een goed team?So ein gutes Team?

Poem H5462
Amsterdam, 2025-05-14
Seven kinds of hunger (Renate Dorrestein) - 2016
Novel "Zeven soorten honger", part Saturday, chapter Four
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Tribute to: Dorrestein, Renate 
 

Married for so long,

clumping together like old --


horses to the stable.


Jaren getrouwd zijn,Verheiratet, wie
samen als oude paarden --alte Pferde gemeinsam --

naar de stal klossen.zu dem Stall trampeln.

Poem H5463
Amsterdam, 2025-05-14
Seven kinds of hunger (Renate Dorrestein) - 2016
Novel "Zeven soorten honger", part Sunday, chapter Two
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Tribute to: Dorrestein, Renate 
 

In marriage you

get to know each other more --


than you intended.


In het huwelijkIn der Ehe lernt
leer je elkaar meer kennen --man ja mehr von einander --

dan je hebt gewild.als beabsichtigt.

Poem H5079
Amsterdam, 2024-11-17
A strong man (Renate Dorrestein) - 1994
Novel "Een sterke man", part 4 (page 237)
Collection: Lack
Tribute to: Dorrestein, Renate 
 

It's my wedding day,

a pair till death do us part --


Yes, I'm still your wife.


Vandaag mijn trouwdag,Heute Hochzeitstag,
samen tot de dood ons scheidt --bis dass der Tod uns scheidet --

Ja, nog steeds jouw vrouw.Ja, immer noch deins.

Poem H4301
Amsterdam, 2023-11-24
Married from 1973, half a century ago, until Herman died, on this very day six years ago
Collection: The Yellow House Museum
Dedicated to: Ineke J 
 

We look like marble

lovers on a tomb, being --


married for so long.


Marmeren minnaarsWie ein Marmorpaar
op een praalgraf lijken we --auf dem Grabmal, so lange --

zo lang al getrouwd.schon verheiratet.

Poem S1843
Amsterdam, 2023-08-01
The Queen of the Tambourine (Jane Gardam) - 1991
Novel, § December 25th (1989)
Collection: The Yellow House Museum
Tribute to: Gardam, Jane 
 

They seem well-known, yet

marital relationships --


are a mystery.


Ze lijken vertrouwd,Die eheliche
maar huwelijksrelaties --Beziehung scheint vertraut, ist --

zijn een mysterie.jedoch ein Rätsel.

Poem H3940
Amsterdam, 2023-07-09
The Good Apprentice (Iris Murdoch) - 1985
Novel, chapter 2, part 5
Collection: Stall
Tribute to: Murdoch, Iris 
 

Zywa Achteraf stelde ik vragen

Papa deed het ongemerkt
Ik was zijn prinses
hij vervulde al mijn wensen
en ik had niets door

We gingen in Frankrijk wonen
Ik had niet veel te doen
naast mijn lessen, tijd genoeg
voor Eddy, een leuke jongen

Ik had de leeftijd
en ineens ging het snel
de verloving, het geheim
van de ringen, kleermaker, kapper

en dan eindelijk de bruiloft
Achteraf stelde ik vragen
Mama leerde me dat er meer is
dan de dingen die ons overkomen

meer dan wat er misgaat
tussen mensen, we wandelden
weg van de mannen
en telden onze zegeningen

Poem 4461
Amsterdam, 2022-04-25
Collection: It takes a lot of tries to make a début
 

Zywa Married,
why not?

I want to know
you, I want to help
you, I love you
Talk to me

What is the problem?
You make a mess in the house
You are sabotaging our agreements
and your promises

I am not being difficult
I am making an effort
I want you
close to me, we can

have fun together, why are you hiding?
Are you concealing something?
Be a man, I want to
be sure that I can trust you

Poem 2769
Amsterdam, 2020-03-13
Collection: Dearme
Dedicated to: Maria Godschalk 
 

Zywa She feels it

Married, sometimes happy
together, with every day
with our little Kaja
until Friday or Saturday
the week is over again
and he gets angry

He scares her
I rock her and grab the bag
that is ready
I have a key

My parents know the friction
of traditions and expectations
they sent us on vacation
but we walked over
tight nerves

enjoying the view
over the bay where people
were having fun, free and easy
without poison in their blood

In the outside world
he is a friendly man
I was so in love
Oh Kaja, little Kaja
how long shall I
continue like this?

Poem 2690
Amsterdam, 2020-02-07
String Quartet (Fazil Say) - 2010
Performed on Wednesday, January 29th, 2020, by the Borusan Quartet, in the Music building on the IJ in Amsterdam
In this composition Fazil Say (Ankara 1970) deals with the divorce of his parents in 1974-1975

Collection: Greeting from before
Composer: Say, Fazil 
 

It was our promise:

happiness, to discover --


again and again.


Onze belofteUnser Versprechen
was: elkaars geluk, steeds weer --war: Glück; das immer wieder --

dat te ontdekken.neu zu entdecken.

Poem S0790
Vaison-la-Romaine, 2018-09-16
Atlas shrugged (Ayn Rand) - 1957
Novel, part 1 'Non-contradiction', chapter 10 'Wyatt's torch'
Collection: Willegos
Tribute to: Rand, Ayn 
 

Married for fourteen

years, we reconcile to it --


in separate beds.


Veertien jaar getrouwd,Wieder Hochzeitstag,
we verzoenen ons ermee --wir versöhnen uns damit --

in onze bedden.in unsren Betten.

Poem S0653
Amsterdam, 2018-01-08
Diary 1970-1971 (Frida Vogels) - 2011
"Dagboek 1970-1971" - December 10th, 1971, Bologna
Collection: Lookout
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida 
 

Happily married:

our desires are hiding --


for being taboo.


Gelukkig getrouwd:Glückliche Ehe:
onze verlangens schuilen --Verlangen verbergen sich --

want ze zijn taboe.weil sie Tabu sind.

Poem S0647
Amsterdam, 2018-01-07
Diary 1970-1971 (Frida Vogels) - 2011
"Dagboek 1970-1971" - April 23rd, 1970, Bologna
Collection: Lookout
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida 
 

I'm staying with you,

because you just refuse to --


believe that I can't.


Ik blijf nog bij jou,Ich bleibe bei dir,
want jij wilt niet geloven --weil du mir nicht glauben willst --

dat ik dat niet kan.dass ich es nicht kann.

Poem S0611
Amsterdam, 2017-12-23
Diary 1974-1976 (Frida Vogels) - 2013
"Dagboek 1974-1976" - October 15th, 1974, Bologna
Collection: Overwritten
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida 
 

The fog is clearing,

we're looking into a depth:


the chasm between us.


De nevel trekt op,Der Nebel hebt sich,
we kijken een diepte in:wir blicken in die Tiefe:

de kloof tussen ons.die Schlucht zwischen uns.

Poem H1888
Amsterdam, 2017-12-07
When the mist cleared (Frida Vogels) - 2010
Verse "Toen de nevel optrok", published in "Diary 1968-1969" - December 9th, 1968, Bologna (married for 11 years today)
Collection: Between us
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida 
 

Our path has come to

a dead end, we look around --


and then plant our flag.


Ons pad loopt hier dood,In der Sackgasse
we kijken rond en planten --schauen wir uns um, pflanzen --

er dan onze vlag.unsere Fahne.

Poem H1886
Amsterdam, 2017-12-05
Choosing: not when one is at the crossroads (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Kiezen: niet wanneer men op de tweesprong staat", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3" [part IX, Marriage]), and in "Diary 1968-1969" (2010) - September 15th, 1968, Bologna
Collection: Between us
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida 
 

Zywa In the garden

It is too much in one day:
gown, hair and pearl necklace
the guests

throwing white seeds
in the garden of vows
and we

wading through too much
too much to be able to forget it
too much to be able to remember it

too symbolic to be real
too real to believe in it
too large to not believe it

too marvellous to be able to make it come true
too true to ignore it
too unique to get up with it

so we do it over again every day
sitting down together for a while
in the garden of vows

Poem 1198
Amsterdam, 2017-03-12
Collection: Webgarden
 

Zywa Yes I do

Ignorant, I felt confident
but since her later is earlier
than we thought when we signed
it suddenly comes

down to every ordinary day
to what is keeping me
from being nice to her

the love of my Yes
I do

I hesitate to repeat that
Her condition, our problems
I must knowingly forget
to be able to live

ordinary days, in love
with the promising incertainties
in the hands of the filly

of my Yes
I do

Poem 983
Amsterdam, 2017-01-29
Collection: Dearme
Dedicated to: Taoufik D 
 

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