In the evening, I

doff my image, in the bath --


I wash my thoughts clean.


's Avonds leg ik mijnAm Abend lege
imago af en was ik --ich mein Image ab und ich --

mijn gedachten schoon.wasche meinen Geist.

Poem H6372
Amsterdam, 2026-08-02
The Penelopiad (Margaret Atwood) - 2005
Novel, chapter 22, Helen Takes a Bath
Collection: Skin-contact
Tribute to: Atwood, Margaret 
 

No thoughts, light-headed

by the view over the sea --


and the calming sounds.


Geen gedachten, lichtKeine Gedanken,
in het hoofd van het uitzicht --so benommen vom Anblick --

Kalme geluiden.Ruhige Klänge.

Poem H5721
Amsterdam, 2025-07-21
You see it, deep below you (Frida Vogels) - 2006
Poem "Je ziet het, diep beneden je", published in "Diary 1960-1961" - October 9th, 1960, Milan (about Sestri in 1953)
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida 
 

In a white cell I

meditate, but not really --


because it doesn't work.


In een witte celIch meditiere,
mediteer ik, maar niet echt --aber eigentlich nicht, weil --

want het lukt me niet.es mir nicht gelingt.

Poem S2768
Amsterdam, 2025-07-14
This apple tastes like an unripe pear (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Deze appel smaakt als een onrijpe peer", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part II [Paris]) - December 3rd, 1952, Paris
Collection: ThereFrom
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida 
 

I lay down and close

my eyes to let my breath waltz --


around in my head.


Ik sluit mijn ogenIm Liegen lass ich
en laat mijn adem walsend --meinen Atem in meinem --

rondgaan in mijn hoofd.Kopf herumtanzen.

Poem H5343
Amsterdam, 2025-03-28
Hard-Boiled Wonderland and the End of the World (Haruki Murakami) - 1994
Novel "Sekai no owari to Hado-boirudo Wandarando" (translation 1991), chapter 35, 'Nail clippers, butter sauce, iron vase'
Collection: Within the walls
Tribute to: Murakami, Haruki 
 

With my eyes still closed

I know the world is alive --


I know I'm alive.


Met mijn ogen dichtMit geschlossenen
weet ik dat de wereld leeft --Augen weiß ich: die Welt lebt --

weet ik dat ik leef.weiß ich: ich lebe.

Poem H5295
Amsterdam, 2025-03-08
Fragile Balance (Jürg Frey) - 2014
Composition for ensemble and piano, performed on four saxophones by the Amstel Quartet in the Organpark on March 8th, 2025
Collection: org anp ARK 
Composer: Frey, Juerg 
Dedicated to: Maria Godschalk 
 

In the dim twilight

of the temple my mind finds --


only emptiness.


In het schemerlichtIm trüben Zwielicht
van de tempel vindt mijn geest --des stillen Tempels findet --

alleen maar leegte.mein Geist nur Leere.

Poem S2475
Amsterdam, 2024-12-12
Collection: web tissue
 

Zywa The Palace under the Peak

I work in the white palace
Input, output, no ripple
in my body, my mind
remains calm, whatever I do

In between I experience the silence
in the red palace rooms
that I can always enter
wherever I am

There I open my skull
into a cup and I experience
myself, let love flow
to what occupies me

There I also look at the lives
of my loved ones, of strangers
and of the people I meet
I embrace them with many arms

of tenderness

Poem 5548
Amsterdam, 2024-08-06
Avalokiteshvara ("God who looks with compassion upon people") is, as the name suggests, the Bodhisattva of compassion. In India he is depicted as male, in East Asia she is depicted as female (in China she is called Guanyin, in Japan Kannon).
Avalokiteshvara is invoked with the mantra "Om manipadme hum" = "oh, you who possess a jewel and sit on the lotus flower" (om = the keynote of all that exists, mani = the spiritual jewel of the enlightened mind, padma = lotus, hum = enlightenment)
Cintamani: the jewel that fulfils your (spiritual) wishes, because those arise from your most important needs; the jewel is pearl-shaped, in Tibetan images it is kept in a radiant vessel
White palace: potrang karpo, the administration building of Lhasa from 1646-1647
Red palace: potrang marpo, the temple of Lhasa from 1648-1649
Peak: tse potala ('the Peak'), near Lhasa, where Avalokiteshvara resides

Collection: WoofWoof
Dedicated to: Madelief dK 
 

Diphthongs are floating

dreamily heavy around --


like flat flakes of ice.


Tweeklanken drijvenZwielaute schweben
dromerig zwaar om ons heen --verträumt schwer um uns herum --

Vlakke ijsschotsen.Flache Eisschollen.

Poem H4660
Amsterdam, 2024-05-29
The Spectral Organ (Maria W. Horn & Mats Erlandsson) - 2024
Readapted versions performed on the hyperorgan by Maria W. Horn and Mats Erlandsson in the Organpark on May 29th, 2024; light scenography by Zalán Szakács
Collection: org anp ARK 
Composers: Horn, Maria W; Erlandsson, Mats 
 

Zywa Temple in the forest

Today, an excursion to a temple
somewhere further along the river
and we don't take anything with us

although no one seems to be there
so there will be no daily rites
This must be a lesson

We walk single file
through the forest, we walk
over the edge

of a basin, we are there
in the middle of the temple
a row of orange flags

in the open cave
of the waterfalls
of time

which overwhelm me
and carry me away, for a week
I can't be found

Only the forest sees me
while my body meditates
and does not know that I exist

Poem 5449
Amsterdam, 2024-03-06
Samsara (Lois Patiño) - 2023
Film; novices in orange robes visit a semicircular amphitheatre with waterfalls
Collection: Metamorphic body
 

Zywa In the cup of my thoughts

Not yet
my raincoat on
taking step after step

against the wind
across the empty beach
only in thoughts

alone in the world
with a cup of tea
in the cup of my hands

Hazy gray dune, goosebumps
over the sand, whitecaps
on the low clouds

and not a beast to be seen
this afternoon, meditating
in front of the window

going up in the mist soon
without disappearing
Not yet

Poem 5425
Amsterdam, 2024-02-19
Collection: WoofWoof
Dedicated to: Yuk Lin M 
 

Every day I think

about your life without me:


my meditation.


Ik denk elke dagJeden Tag denk ich
aan jouw leven zonder mij:an dein Leben ohne mich --

mijn meditatie.Ich meditiere.

Poem H4439
Amsterdam, 2024-01-13
Notting Hill - 1999
Film (screenplay Richard Curtis, direction Roger Michell)
Collection: Moons
Tribute to: Curtis, Richard; Michell, Roger 
 

Demonstrating is

meditative in nature --


like a prayer wheel.


Het demonstrerenDas Demonstrieren
is meditatief van aard --ist betrachtend, eine Art --

een gebedsmolen.von Gebetsmühle.

Poem H4077
Amsterdam, 2023-08-26
The Comedian (Freek de Jonge) - 1980
Performance "De Komiek"
Collection: Actively Passive
Tribute to: De Jonge, Freek 
 

Far away, the world,

high, the walls around the yard --


pale, the morning light.


Ver weg, de wereld,Weit entfernt, die Welt,
hoog, de muren om het erf --hoch, die Mauern um den Hof --

vaal, het ochtendlicht.blass, das Morgenlicht.

Poem H3516
Amsterdam, 2022-10-22
Occam XVI (Éliane Radigue) - 2014
Composition for bass clarinet (2014, Éliane Radigue), at the premiere in Dundalk on June 20th, 2014 and in the Organpark on October 22nd, 2022 performed by Carol Robinson
Collection: org ANP ark 
Composer: Radigue, Éliane 
 

Zywa Empty and full

Safely walking the streets
on the sidewalk, looking around
what's there, seeing it
as something special

Warming myself by the fire
and gazing into the flames
Letting thoughts be consumed
without missing them

Listening to the waterfall's
rush, rain
Washing myself clean
of what is to come

Circling like a hovering bird
seeing everything and nothing
Until an insight stirs
that I dive into

It happens by itself
as if I am capable of something
understand something, am something
beyond my reason

Poem 3556
Amsterdam, 2021-03-11
Collection: WoofWoof
 

I keep balancing

the energy flow in me --


a meditation.


Ik balanceer steedsIch balanciere
de energiestroom in mij --den Energiefluß in mir:

een meditatie.Meditation.

Poem H2867
Amsterdam, 2020-12-22
Zhineng Qigong = wise and skillful handling of the energy of life, so that it flows in a balanced way (yin and yang)
Collection: Dearme
Dedicated to: Maria Godschalk 
 

Zywa Meditation in the Vondelpark

The grass is still wet
around my mat
early in the morning
in the Vondelpark

under the high dome
of vapour trails through
the blue sky above the city --
the space of my mind

My sense of reality crackles
fiercely through it, igniting
fuses in my head and
my feeling to be me

splinters for an indefinite period --
the remaining time
of «unknown»
is unknown

Poem 2012
Amsterdam, 2019-01-05
Collection: The drama
Dedicated to: Lisa W 
 

When you meditate

and you’re perfectly quiet --


you're invisible.


Als je mediteertWenn man meditiert
en je geest volmaakt stil is --und vollkommen ruhig ist --

ben je onzichtbaar.ist man unsichtbar.

Poem H2001
Zandvoort aan Zee, 2018-02-01
The sea, the sea (Iris Murdoch) - 1978
Novel "The sea, the sea"
Collection: Longing and Loss
Tribute to: Murdoch, Iris 
 

Looking at myself,

without moving, my body --


is disappearing.


Kijkend naar mezelf,Ich sehe mich an,
zonder me te verroeren --ohne mich zu bewegen --

verdwijnt mijn lichaam.Mein Körper verwischt.

Poem H0585
Amsterdam, 2013-09-28
Collection: WoofWoof
 

At noon in the church,

my breath follows the organ --


air in and air out.


's Middags in de kerkIn der Kapelle
adem ik met het orgel --atme ich mit der Orgel --

lucht in en lucht uit.Luft rein und Luft raus.

Poem H0414
Amsterdam, 2013-02-22
Chapel of the Canisius College, Nijmegen 1964-1970
Collection: Metamorphic body
Dedicated to: Johan A 
 

The roofer, raking

gravel, gutter to gutter --


like a Zen garden.


De dakdekker harktDer Dachdecker harkt
aandachtig van goot tot goot --von Rinne zu Rinne den --

het grind: een zentuin?Kies: ein Zen-Garten?

Poem H0289
Amsterdam, 2012-06-25
Collection: WoofWoof
 

Upon mulberry

blossoms, Santa is sweating --


the worldly away.


Op moerbeibloesemsAuf Maulbeerblüten
zit de kerstman te zweten --sitzt der Weihnachtsmann, er schwitzt --

voor wat verlichting.das Weltliche weg.

Poem S0026
Julianadorp, 2011-12-31
Enlightenment at Christmas time in Australia
Collection: Metamorphic body
 

I close my eyes and

then experience the space --


growing in my skull.


Ik sluit mijn ogenAugen zu, spüren,
en voel binnen mijn schedel --wie sich in meinem Schädel --

de ruimte groeien.der Raum tief ausdehnt.

Poem H0108
Julianadorp, 2011-12-28
Collection: Summer birds
 

I stare at the flame

until it burns in my chest --


invisible there.


Ik tuur naar de vlamIch starre auf die
tot ze in mijn borst brandt en --Flamme, bis sie in meiner --

niet meer te zien is.Brust brennt, unsichtbar.

Poem H0091
Julianadorp, 2011-12-25
Collection: Silent walk
 

Zywa Gravity

The house is cleaned up
my head is next

hands around a warm glass
lights turned off, staring

at a flame, unnoticed
burning up my worries

But my skull retains
something heavy deeply hidden

seeing no light, concealed
a desire

to live and experience
My skull retains

my centre of gravity

Poem 134
Rovio, 2009-07-16
Collection: WoofWoof
Dedicated to: C W 
 

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