Since his death, I miss

all sorts of fun things we could --


have done together.


Sinds zijn dood mis ikIch vermisse so
van alles dat we samen --vieles, was wir gemeinsam --

hadden kunnen doen.hätten tun können.

Poem S3230
Amsterdam, 2026-08-04
The end of Erna Ankersmit (Anna Enquist) - 2026
Novel "Het einde van Erna Ankersmit", chapter 14
Collection: Loves Tricks Gains Pains in the years 2020-2029
Tribute to: Enquist, Anna 
 

Flurries of city

noise between the two armchairs --


On the dumping ground.


Vlagen stadslawaaiLärmwolken der Stadt
tussen de twee fauteuils door --zwischen den beiden Sesseln --

Op de vuilnisbelt.Auf der Müllkippe.

Poem S3118
Amsterdam, 2026-04-01
Two leather chairs (Karl Ove Knausgård) - 2010
Poem, published in the autobiographical novel "Min Kamp. Femte bok" ("My struggle 5. Some Rain Must Fall", 2015, part 6) - October 1988, Bergen
Collection: Leaving
Tribute to: Knausgård, Karl Ove 
 

Zywa I didn't cherish her love

She left me, I hadn't realised
she loved me
and I let her go

I'm that kind of man
who only recognises love
when it's too late

I'm exactly that man
who held the woman who wanted
to stay with him, in his arms and

who was so crazy and stupid
that he didn't cherish her love
and didn't give her his love

and now I sit here alone
knowing what I'm missing
and how it could have been

Poem 5932
Amsterdam, 2026-02-27
I threw it all away (Bob Dylan) - 1969
Song, album "Nashville Skyline"
Song "Als ze er niet is" ("When she's not there", 1994, De Dijk), album "De blauwe schuit" - 'Een man weet niet wat hij mist' ('A man doesn't know what he's missing')

Collection: Great Flow
Tribute to: Dylan, Bob; De Dijk 
 

Zywa Miss you

Alone in bed, that's not so bad
but I miss you, I want you
feel you, kiss you
Not just in my dreams

It doesn't help that I'm constantly
checking my phone
You don't call me
you don't think of me

And then my mother calls
Are you alright?
Will you come tomorrow?
That would be nice

When I go outside
for a while and hum
people look at me
with furtive concern

I'm alone too often
My head is full of it
It could run empty, and then
I won't miss you anymore

Poem 5907
Amsterdam, 2026-02-19
So Far Away (Mick Jagger and Keith Richards) - 1978
Song, album "Some Girls"
Collection: More
Tribute to: The Rolling Stones 
Dedicated to: Madelief dK 
 

Of course I miss you,

so often I think of you --


and you loving me.


Natuurlijk mis ikIch vermisse dich,
jou, ik denk vaak aan jou, dat --und ich denke oft daran --

jij veel van mij houdt.dass du mich sehr liebst.

Poem H5998
Amsterdam, 2025-11-03
Remember me (Robert Lopez en Kristen Anderson-Lopez) - 2017
Song, animated film "Coco" (directed by Lee Unkrich)
Remembrance of loved one who have passed away, especially on the 'Día de los Muertos' (Day of the Dead)

Collection: Inwardings
Tribute to: Lopez, Robert & Kristen 
 

Without her, it doesn't

taste good, while a guinea pig --


would feast upon it.


Het smaakt niet zonderOhne sie schmeckt's nicht,
haar, terwijl een cavia --obschon ein Meerschweinchen es --

ervan zou smullen.genießen würde.

Poem H5990
Amsterdam, 2025-10-28
The ortolan (Maarten 't Hart) - 1984
Novella "De ortolaan", chapter 3. A functional embrace
Collection: The Note Tree
Tribute to: T Hart, Maarten 
 

Remembering some-

one, the light of a star that --


is no longer there.


Je herinnert jeDu erinnerst dich
iemand, het licht van een ster --an ihn, das Licht eines Sterns --

die er niet meer is.der nicht mehr da ist.

Poem H5954
Amsterdam, 2025-09-19
Hey good morning, how are you? (Martina Hefter) - 2024
Novel "Hey guten Morgen, wie geht es dir?", chapter Four
Collection: Glimpsed
Tribute to: Hefter, Martina 
 

At last you come and

you throw open my shutters --


Without seeing me.


Eindelijk kom je,Endlich kommst du, reißt
je gooit mijn luiken open --meine Fensterläden auf --

Zonder mij te zien.aber siehst mich nicht.

Poem S2941
Amsterdam, 2025-08-31
The shutters were thrown open, I didn't know if it would be you (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "De luiken werden opengegooid, ik wist niet of jij het zou zijn", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part X [Father], and in "Diary 1962-1963" - November 11th, 1974, Bologna
Collection: Overwritten
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida 
 

Birds and snakes, not you,

upon my homecoming from --


the realm of the dead.


Vogels en slangen,Vögel und Schlangen,
jij niet, bij mijn terugkomst --nicht du, bei meiner Rückkehr --

uit het dodenrijk.aus dem Totenreich.

Poem H5894
Amsterdam, 2025-08-28
Orpheus (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Orfeus", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3" [part XI, Deceased]), and in "Diary 1974-1976" (2013) - February 3rd, 1974, Amsterdam
Collection: Overwritten
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida 
 

I'm drifting, tick tick

ticks the time while you are far --


away without me.


Ik dobber, tik tikIch treibe, tick tick
tikt de tijd terwijl jij ver --tickt die Zeit, während du weit --

weg zonder mij bent.weg bist, ohne mich.

Poem S2931
Amsterdam, 2025-08-28
Boat by the coast (Mikis Theodorakis) - 1963
Song "Varka sto gialo"
Collection: Here &Now&
Composer: Theodorakis, Mikis 
 

I am sitting on

the edge of the bath, oh, my --


parents are no more.


Ik zit op de randIch liege in der
van het bad, ach, mijn ouders --Badewanne, und habe --

zijn er nu niet meer.keine Eltern mehr.

Poem H5875
Amsterdam, 2025-08-25
Diary 1972-1973 (Frida Vogels) - 2012
"Dagboek 1972-1973" - June 24th, 1972, Bologna
Collection: Overwritten
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida 
 

In my writings I

am with you again, as long --


as I reread them.


In mijn teksten benIn meinen Texten
ik bij jou, zijn we samen --bin ich bei dir, solange --

zolang ik ze lees.ich sie nachlese.

Poem H5783
Amsterdam, 2025-08-03
I wanted to talk to you (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Ik wou met je praten", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part V [Mother], and in "Diary 1964-1965" (2008) - December 23rd, 1965, Bologna
Collection: Self-portraits
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida 
 

I wander around,

passing the same witnesses --


and you are nowhere.


Langs steeds dezelfdeIch komme nur an
getuigen dwaal ik hier rond --denselben Zeugen vorbei:

en jij bent nergens.du bist nirgendwo.

Poem S2807
Amsterdam, 2025-07-28
Endlessly tangled crisscross paths (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Eindeloos verwarde kriskraspaden", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part VI [Kees]), and in "Diary 1964-1965" (2008) - May 8th, 1964, Bologna
Collection: Self-portraits
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida 
 

What help can good deeds

be for me? They never shall --


bring you back to me.


Wat helpen goedeHelfen mir gute
daden mij? Ze brengen jou --Taten? Ach, sie bringen dich --

niet terug bij mij.nicht zurück zu mir.

Poem S2790
Amsterdam, 2025-07-22
I act like (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Ik gedraag mij", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part VI [Kees]), and in "Diary 1960-1961" (2006) - January 20th, 1961, Bologna
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida 
 

I have my longing

hands full of shards from the times --


we were together.


Ik heb mijn handenMeine Hände sind
vol scherven van de keren --voller Scherben aus der Zeit --

dat je bij mij was.als du bei mir warst.

Poem S2774
Amsterdam, 2025-07-16
If I didn't see you again - well, the city (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Zag ik je niet terug - wel, de stad", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part III [Ennio and Kees]) - November 14th, 1955, Milan
Collection: ThereFrom
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida 
 

I just rock myself

in the words I sing, oh, if --


only you were here...


Ik wieg mijzelf maarIch wiege mich mit
in de woorden die ik zing --den Worten, die ich singe --

Ach, was jij maar hier...Wenn du nur hier wärst...

Poem H5369
Amsterdam, 2025-04-11
Oh, stay, my dearest life (Picander / Johann Sebastian Bach) - 1738
Oratorio for Ascension Day "Lobet Gott in seinen Reichen" ("Laud to God in all his kingdoms", BWV 11 / BC D9), air "Ach, bleibe doch, mein liebstes Leben"
Collection: Love Mind and Death
Tribute to: Picander 
Composer: Bach, Johann Sebastian 
 

For days I have been

living without him, but hey --


I cannot skip them.


Al dagen leef ikSeit Tagen bin ich
zonder hem, maar ja, ik kan --ohne ihn, aber ich kann --

ze niet overslaan.sie nicht auslassen.

Poem H5239
Amsterdam, 2025-02-10
Considering the facts (Griet Op de Beeck) - 2018
Novella "Gezien de feiten", chapter 25
Collection: After the festivities
Tribute to: Op de Beeck, Griet 
 

I wake up next to

the empty spot where never --


has lain my loved one.


Ik word wakker naastIch wache neben
de lege plek waar mijn lief --dem leeren Platz auf, an dem --

nooit heeft gelegen.mein Liebster nie lag.

Poem S2562
Amsterdam, 2025-02-09
Considering the facts (Griet Op de Beeck) - 2018
Novella "Gezien de feiten", chapter 15
Collection: VacantVoid
Tribute to: Op de Beeck, Griet 
 

If she had gone home

on time back then, I would not --


be missing her now.


Als ze toen op tijdWäre sie damals
naar huis gegaan was, zou ik --gegangen, ich würde sie --

haar nu niet missen.jetzt nicht vermissen.

Poem H5204
Amsterdam, 2025-01-27
You can't stop summer either (Dimitri Verhulst) - 2015
Novella "De zomer hou je ook niet tegen", page 34
Collection: Loves Tricks Gains Pains in the years 2010-2019
Tribute to: Verhulst, Dimitri 
 

Zywa Chaos at neap tide

I lie awake, not wanting
to fantasise
to dream of you
to dream

that my thoughts bind
themselves in matter
to an intimately close
passing little piece of you

not hindered
by social partitions
but passing
through a membrane

and that then something
of you enters me too
not in my imagination
but within me, something palpable

so that I am not alone
when I whisper your name
alone in a world where
you are not

Poem 5592
Amsterdam, 2025-01-12
Collection: Webgarden
 

I've gotten used to

his absence, but not to the --


feeling of missing.


Wel gewend geraaktIch hab mich gewöhnt
aan zijn afwezigheid, maar --an seine Abwesenheit --

niet aan het gemis.nicht ans Vermissen.

Poem H5091
Amsterdam, 2024-11-24
Collection: Greeting from before
Dedicated to: Ineke J 
 

Zywa Only photos

The same black and white photo
of you in yellow-green
only shows a shadow
of you, even more shadowy
than photos are

and nowhere can I go
to touch your warm skin
to feel your breath
to hear your breath
speak and to kiss it

Our love
in your glance
only in photos
and they too will
no longer be there after me

Poem 5423
Amsterdam, 2024-02-19
Collection: Moons
 

Zywa Apart Together

     I here, you there
     Apart together
     Our love a bed
     full of missing


On my way home
weak from desire
for all days
with our family

     I here, you there
     Apart together
     Our love a bed
     full of missing


Wild, wild horses
cannot separate us
Wild, wild horses
we will ride

     I here, you there
     Apart together
     Our love a bed
     full of missing

Poem 4231
Amsterdam, 2021-12-17
Sticky fingers (The Rolling Stones) - 1971
- "Wild horses"
- "I got the blues"
- "Moonlight Mile"
Songs on the Album "Sticky fingers" (1971, The Rolling Stones)

Collection: Greeting from before
Tribute to: The Rolling Stones 
 

Tomorrow you'll come

back, or later, or never --


you'll never leave me.


Morgen kom jij weerDu wirst ja kommen,
terug, of later, of nooit --morgen, später, oder nie --

nooit verlaat je mij.du verlässt mich nie.

Poem S1238
Amsterdam, 2021-09-11
you left me alone (Hans Lodeizen) - 1949
Poem "je hebt me alleen gelaten"
Collection: Moist glow
Tribute to: Lodeizen, Hans 
 

I watch my sister,

she walks down the lane and waves --


I'm feeling alone.


Ik kijk mijn zus na,Meine Schwester geht,
ze loopt de laan af en zwaait --ich sehe sie nach, fühle --

Ik voel me alleen.mich so alleine.

Poem S1210
Terborg, 2021-08-06
Collection: Heart's Delight
Dedicated to: Miek dK 
 

Time is the thing, come,

take me, what am I doing --


here, where you are not!


Tijd is alles, komZeit ist alles, komm,
me halen, wat doe ik hier --hole mich, was mache ich --

zonder jou erbij!hier, wo du nicht bist!

Poem S1144
Amsterdam, 2021-03-16
Where you are not (Yevgueni) - 2017
Song "Waar jij niet bent" (album "Tijd is alles")
Collection: Loves Tricks Gains Pains in the years 2010-2019
Tribute to: Yevgueni (Debrue, Klaas) 
 

I'm getting so cold

without you, because it snows --


It snows white despair.


Ik krijg het zo koudMir wird kalt ohne
zonder jou, omdat het sneeuwt --dich, weil es schneit, weh, es schneit --

witte wanhoop sneeuwt.weiße Verzweiflung.

Poem S1119
Amsterdam, 2020-12-29
Snow is falling (Salvatore Adamo) - 1964
Song "Tombe la neige"
Collection: Blankets of snow
Tribute to: Adamo, Salvatore 
 

Zywa Because it is that way

Broken contact, what can you
say about it, do you have to
talk about missing it?

Having lost someone
who is still there, but never with you
not as it could have been

Having our own lives, you
because you decided so
and I because it is that way

If it wasn't so
we would feel
what we don't feel now

mutuality, togetherness
a sideshow though, yes
we let life flow

It can go around obstacles
it does not need any comment
and no afterword

Poem 3282
Amsterdam, 2020-11-14
Collection: Metamorphic body
Dedicated to: Tess vB 
 

Zywa Maybe never again

They mean well
but it is difficult

to be company
and even then I am alone

without you
tomorrow you may come

never home again
from the hospital

I have no peace
neighbours call in

between the visiting hours
they want to do something

and everyone asks answers
that reassure for another day

I am admired
I am strong, I have to

Who knows me? Surprised people don't
You know me, though often you don't

Don't leave me, don't
leave me, please don't

Poem 2535
Amsterdam, 2019-12-08
Collection: More
Dedicated to: Dory dK 
 

I'm ahead of you,

when it dawns I look behind --


and only see snakes.


Ik loop voor jou uit,Ich geh vor dir her,
het wordt licht, ik kijk om en --es wird hell, ich schau mich um,

zie alleen slangen.sehe nur Schlangen.

Poem H1915
Amsterdam, 2017-12-20
Orpheus (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem, published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3" [part XI, Deceased]), and in "Diary 1974-1976" (2013) - February 3rd, 1974, Amsterdam
Collection: Overwritten
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida 
 

Zywa In the dark at my window

Light dances out from the club
It colours the wind
in my net curtain

The rain rustles and splashes
in the greasy gleam of the wet film
over the mud road through the village

A woman and a man appear
and play in their underwear
They push and slide

Mud on their skin, I watch
and undress in the dark
Where is my darling?

Poem 1578
Amsterdam, 2017-10-26
Collection: More
 

Zywa Abracadabar

Again I come to taste you
in the buzz of the evening

at the Abracadabar, it does
not smell like then, but like you

blossoming above everything
the senses are singing around

they nest in me
until the two of us will remain
and go home together

Eyes, lips, chest, and belly
tears at tough self-mockery
I put everything in the dish

for my company, a man
you could have been

Tonight, the remaining question is
who will join who

in the magic
of his thoughts

Poem 1246
Amsterdam, 2017-03-29
Abracadabar: Café artistique in the Avenue Jean Jaurès in Paris (September 3rd, 2006)
Collection: Heart's Delight
 

Zywa Café The Devil

What am I doing here
dressed up and laughing
for nothing, in too much noise

to understand anyone?
still nine, nine days left
nine days without hands

to lie in and purr
only mine
and they don't count

can not do what he can do
Perhaps the man opposite me
seems like a sweet man

or the pretty guys over there
who will know how
without thinking about it

what I am doing here
doubting
with my clothes on

Poem 1146
Amsterdam, 2017-03-07
Reguliersdwarsstraat 87, Amsterdam
Collection: Heart's Delight
 

Zywa Snowy blanket

A snowy blanket
of memories
of the summer, our
cartwheels of passion
in Vlisco clothes

around my silent alone
at the window
the outside sounds
wheels under my thoughts
covering my brittleness
the weight of my soul

too heavy to bear
and too tough to smash up
cold from the past
in your warm hands
under the white sheet
so soft

Poem 949
Amsterdam, 2017-01-12
Collection: Moons
 

Zywa No address

The postcard, growing yellow
for so long

No contact
I don't have an address
to do anything about it

Besides, said in thoughts
my words are silting up
with caution

We only share the wind
that covers us

with sand from South
pollen from East, rain from West
and from North the cold comes

Then I pull a sweater
over my heart, stroke
with my fingers

on my one belly
thinking of your hands

Poem 841
Amsterdam, 2016-11-24
Collection: Pending rain
 

Two empty chairs, the

street noise, and daydreams of not --


my girl anymore.


Twee lege stoelen,Zwei leere Stühle,
stadslawaai, en dagdromen --Stadtlärm, und Tagträume von --

van niet mijn meisje.nicht meinem Mädchen.

Poem S0271
Amsterdam, 2015-01-28
Two leather chairs (Karl Ove Knausgård) - 2010
Poem, published in the autobiographical novel "Min Kamp. Femte bok" ("My struggle 5. Some Rain Must Fall", 2015, part 6) - October 1988, Bergen
Collection: Leaving
Tribute to: Knausgård, Karl Ove 
 

Just the autumn rains

and these old headlines: no more --


visits from my love.


Alleen maar regenNur der Herbstregen
en oude krantenkoppen:und Schlagzeilen: mein Liebling --

mijn lief komt niet meer.wird nicht mehr kommen.

Poem H1072
Amsterdam, 2014-12-03
Long Island Chinese Poem Rain (Jack Kerouac) - 1960
Poem (collection "Pomes All sizes")
Collection: MistI
Tribute to: Kerouac, Jack 
 

It just keeps growing

and fills up the living room --


that you are not there.


Het blijft maar groeienEs dehnt sich weiter
en vult heel de huiskamer:aus, füllt den gesamten Raum:

dat jij er niet bent.dass du nicht da bist.

Poem H0957
Amsterdam, 2014-05-29
Happy years (Daniele Luchetti) - 2013
This poem relates to the sculpture that artist Guido (Kim Rossi Stuart) makes in the movie "Anni felici" ("Happy years", Daniele Luchetti, 2013)
Collection: NightWatch
Tribute to: Luchetti, Daniele 
 

Zywa Still the missing

Everything goes on
my life as well
it is not collapsing
but the missing

The wound that bleeds in me
from what could have been
that hot blood
that missing

You knew me
the way I want to be known
so double
is my missing

Your beauty
I'll have to recognize it
in other wonders
of people

in the missing
of your friendship
our touchably existing
together, that missing

will remain

Poem 1787
Amsterdam, 0000-00-00
Collection: Webgarden
 

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