Memorials are

invisible, everyone --


keeps walking past them.


Monumenten zijnDie Denkmäler sind
onzichtbaar, iedereen loopt --unsichtbar, man geht einfach --

er steeds aan voorbij.an ihnen vorbei.

Poem S3139
Amsterdam, 2026-05-04
War Memorials (Marcel van Roosmalen) - 2026
Column "Oorlogsmonumenten", in the NRC of May 4th, 2026
Collection: Over
Tribute to: Van Roosmalen, Marcel 
 

Taking the bus home.

At every stop I have one --


or more memories.


Met de bus naar huis.Der Bus nach Hause.
Bij elke halte heb ik --An jedem Halt habe ich --

een herinnering.Erinnerungen.

Poem H6124
Amsterdam, 2026-03-03
My struggle 4. Dancing in the Dark (Karl Ove Knausgård) - 2010
Autobiographical novel "Min Kamp. Fjerde bok", part 5 - August 23rd, 1985, Kristiansand - Tveit
Collection: Leaving
Tribute to: Knausgård, Karl Ove 
 

After the nice one

always comes that terrible --


memory as well.


Na de fijne komtAch, nach der schönen
altijd die vreselijke --Erinnerung kommt immer --

herinnering ook.der schreckliche Alp.

Poem S2855
Amsterdam, 2025-08-08
Waiting - and then slowly seeing rise around you (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Wachten - en dan langzaam om zich heen op zien komen", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part V [Mother], and in "Diary 1966-1967" (2009) - November 30th, 1967, Bologna
Collection: Between us
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida 
 

In many countries:

pavements full of stumbling blocks --


if they were allowed.


In steeds meer landen:In vielen Ländern:
stoepen vol struikelstenen --überall Stolpersteine --

als dat zou mogen.wäre das erlaubt.

Poem S1419
Amsterdam, 2022-06-07
Stolpersteine
Collection: BloodTrunk 
 

Zywa The scent of the glow

You on your balcony
with a memory
a sweet memory
a sweet night, silence
you on the balcony, I in the room

dusky mists a glow
over the city, like then

when you woke up from the high
numb and clammy
a few men still
fishing, the scent
of the wide small world

of ground fog, that atmosphere
just stepping over all the years
from that grass to this balcony
a memory to share
over all the daily worries

Poem 1783
Amsterdam, 2018-06-05
Collection: Dearme
Dedicated to: Maria Godschalk 
 

Zywa Memory without information leaflet

I do remember my birth
but without information leaflet
because I didn't know any words

only experiences and associations
of experiences with experiences
and as a teenager I often dreamed

to crawl up from a cave
in the ground: light at the end
of the tunnel, which becomes narrower

clutching me and making me afraid
of fainting and suffocating
I can't move forward, not back

but back then I made it
so I don't give up now
although I don't dare to go to sleep

Poem 958
Amsterdam, 2017-01-17
Collection: Life line 
 

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