| The river reflects | |
| light on the tree, but it seems -- | |
| to come from the trunk. | |
| Het riviertje kaatst | Der Fluss reflektiert |
| licht op de boom, maar schijnbaar -- | Licht auf den Baum, anscheinend -- |
| komt dat uit de stam. | kommt es aus dem Stamm. |
Amsterdam, 2026-05-26
Summer (Karl Ove Knausgård) - 2016
Autobiographical novel "Om sommeren", part 1, chapter 'June', § 'Summer afternoon' - On vacation on Paros, September 13th-20th, 2001
Collection: Leaving
Tribute to: Knausgård, Karl Ove
| Twilight, that's half-light: | |
| light and dark at the same time -- | |
| The tree stands on guard. | |
| Het schemert. Halflicht: | Dämmerung. Halblicht: |
| licht en donker tegelijk -- | Licht und Dunkelheit zugleich -- |
| De boom staat op wacht. | Der Baum steht Wache. |
Amsterdam, 2026-05-26
Summer (Karl Ove Knausgård) - 2016
Autobiographical novel "Om sommeren", part 1, chapter 'Diary, June', § 'Friday June 3rd, 2016' - Glemmingebro
Collection: Writing
Tribute to: Knausgård, Karl Ove
| The forest rustles | |
| and the birds sing, well, that is -- | |
| what we call silence. | |
| In het bos ruist het, | Es raschelt im Wald, |
| er zingen vogels, en dat -- | die Vögel singen, und das -- |
| noemen we stilte. | nennen wir Stille. |
Amsterdam, 2026-05-22
Autumn (Karl Ove Knausgård) - 2015
Autobiographical novel "Om høsten", part 3, chapter 'November', § 'Silence' - Glemmingebro (near Ystad)
Collection: Writing
Tribute to: Knausgård, Karl Ove
| The light is changing, | |
| a soft rustling of the trees -- | |
| thunder in the air. | |
| Het licht verandert, | Das Licht verändert |
| geritsel van de bomen -- | sich, der Wald raschelt leise -- |
| onweer in de lucht. | Donner in der Luft. |
Amsterdam, 2026-05-10
Battleground (Jan-Peter de Graaff) - 2025
String quartet, accompanying the story of a daughter who moves in with her father, who is a war photographer (one of the six stories from "In een flat met duizend ramen" by Joke van Leeuwen, performed January 24-31, 2026) - Part 1. "The sky has changed", performed on May 10th, 2026 at the Organpark, by Pieter van Loenen (violin), Dick de Graaff (violin), Joël Waterman (viola), Hans Woudenberg (cello)
Collection: org anp ARK
Tribute to: Van Leeuwen, Joke
Composer: De Graaff, Jan-Peter
| The wind rumbles in | |
| the forest; storm coming up -- | |
| the animals hide. | |
| De wind rommelt wat | Der Wind grollt im Herbst- |
| in het herfstbos; storm op til -- | wald; Sturm im Anzug, Tiere -- |
| dieren hun hol in. | in ihre Baue. |
Amsterdam, 2026-05-10
Pascal (Jan-Peter de Graaff) - 2020
Composition for septet, performed on May 10th, 2026 at the Organpark, by Felicia van den End (flute), Arjan Woudenberg (clarinet), Laura Sandee (piano), Konstantyn Napolov (percussion), Pieter van Loenen (violin), Joël Waterman (viola), Hans Woudenberg (cello)
Collection: org anp ARK
Composer: De Graaff, Jan-Peter
| I look up; where I | |
| see the sky between the trees -- | |
| that's where the path runs. | |
| Daar waar ik de lucht | Wo ich den Himmel |
| zie tussen de boomtoppen -- | zwischen den Bäume sehe -- |
| moet het pad lopen. | dort verläuft der Pfad. |
Amsterdam, 2026-04-27
Night guide (Marjolijn van Heemstra) - 2025
Novel "Nachtgids", paragraph 2 (about Vliegenbos [Fly forest] in North Amsterdam)
Collection: Here &Now&
Tribute to: Van Heemstra, Marjolijn
| There are climbing trees | |
| in the Troll Woods, the Silent -- | |
| and the Spider Park. | |
| Er zijn klimbomen | Kletterbäume gibt |
| in het Trolbos, het Stille -- | es im Trollwald, im Stillen -- |
| en het Spinnenpark. | und im Spinnenpark. |
Amsterdam, 2026-04-13
My struggle 6. The End (Karl Ove Knausgård) - 2011
Autobiographical novel "Min Kamp. Sjette bok" (translated 2018), part 8 - Early August 2009, Malmö
Collection: Writing
Tribute to: Knausgård, Karl Ove
| A village with pines. | |
| They grew up here, back then it -- | |
| was still a forest. | |
| Een dorp met dennen. | Ein Dorf mit Kiefern. |
| Die zijn hier opgegroeid, toen -- | Sie wuchsen hier auf, damals -- |
| was het nog een bos. | war es noch ein Wald. |
Amsterdam, 2026-03-31
My struggle 5. Some Rain Must Fall (Karl Ove Knausgård) - 2010
Autobiographical novel "Min Kamp. Femte bok" (translated 2015), part 6 - Late August 1988, Bergen (memory of Tybakken, a newly-built neighbourhood of Gjerstad on the skerry island of Tromøya near Arendal, 1970-1981)
Collection: Leaving
Tribute to: Knausgård, Karl Ove
| Outside we stay in | |
| the summer twilight, outside -- | |
| the pitch-dark forest. | |
| Buiten blijven we | Draußen bleiben wir |
| in het schemerlicht, buiten -- | im Zwielicht, knapp außerhalb -- |
| het donkere bos. | des dunklen Waldes. |
Amsterdam, 2026-02-21
My struggle 3. Boyhood Island (Karl Ove Knausgård) - 2009
Autobiographical novel "Min Kamp. Tredje bok", part 4 - Summer vacation 1976, Sørbøvågen (north of Bergen)
Collection: Leaving
Tribute to: Knausgård, Karl Ove
| The day is over, | |
| the dark forest edge slowly -- | |
| sucks up all the light. | |
| In de schemering | In der Dämmerung |
| zuigt de donkere bosrand -- | saugt der finstere Waldrand -- |
| langzaam het licht op. | langsam das Licht auf. |
Amsterdam, 2026-01-30
My struggle 2. A Man in Love (Karl Ove Knausgård) - 2009
Autobiographical novel "Min Kamp. Andre bok", part 3 - January 2005, Gnesta (Södermanslands län, south-west of Stockholm)
Collection: Leaving
Tribute to: Knausgård, Karl Ove
| Two apples glow up | |
| in the snowy white landscape -- | |
| They're still on the tree. | |
| Twee appels gloeien | Zwei Äpfel leuchten |
| op in het witte landschap -- | auf in der weißen Landschaft -- |
| Nog steeds aan de boom. | Noch immer am Baum. |
Amsterdam, 2026-01-30
My struggle 2. A Man in Love (Karl Ove Knausgård) - 2009
Autobiographical novel "Min Kamp. Andre bok", part 3 - January 2005, Gnesta (Södermanslands län, south-west of Stockholm)
Collection: Leaving
Tribute to: Knausgård, Karl Ove
| The forest at night: | |
| black blue and black green. Bunnies -- | |
| A smell like incense. | |
| Het bos is 's nachts zwart- | Der Wald ist nachts schwarz- |
| blauw en zwartgroen. Konijntjes -- | blau und schwarzgrün. Kaninchen -- |
| Een geur als wierook. | Ein Duft wie Weihrauch. |
Amsterdam, 2026-01-06
What you miss as a woman (Ellen Deckwitz) - 2026
Column "Wat je mist als vrouw", in the NRC of January 6th, 2026
Collection: Death on Cast
Tribute to: Deckwitz, Ellen
| In the hollow tree | |
| among the desert cacti -- | |
| lives a large man's head. | |
| In de holle boom | In dem hohlen Baum |
| tussen de cactussen woont -- | zwischen den Kakteen lebt -- |
| een groot mannenhoofd. | ein sehr großer Kopf. |
Schin op Geul, 2025-09-04
Noah Purifoy Outdoor Desert Art Museum - 2004
Mojave Desert
Collection: NightWatch
Tribute to: Purifoy, Noah
| Breaking branches in | |
| the domestic wilderness -- | |
| of the dense brushwood. | |
| Brekende takken | Brechende Äste |
| in de tamme wildernis -- | in der zahmen Wildnis des -- |
| van het kreupelbos. | dichten Buschwaldes. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-29
We walked through brushwood (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "We wandelden door kreupelbos", published in "Diary 1974-1976" (2013) - April 1st, 1974, Amsterdam
Collection: Overwritten
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| It's how it goes: the | |
| old tree continues to grow -- | |
| hardening its bark. | |
| Het kan niet anders, | So geht's: der alte |
| de oude boom blijft groeien -- | Baum wächst weiter und seine -- |
| en verhardt zijn bast. | Rinde härtet aus. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-27
The stiff growth (Frida Vogels) - 2012
Poem "Het stroeve groeien", published in "Diary 1972-1973" - January 17th, 1973, Bologna
Collection: Overwritten
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| The woods entangle | |
| me, I want out, I don't want -- | |
| to have to sleep here. | |
| Het bos verstrikt me, | Der Wald verwickelt mich, |
| ik wil eruit, ik wil niet -- | ich will raus, will hier die Nacht -- |
| hier moeten slapen. | nicht schlafen müssen. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-26
Diary 1972-1973 (Frida Vogels) - 2012
August 26th, 1972, Bologna
Collection: Overwritten
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| The withered tree leaves | |
| wait in silent autumn mists -- | |
| for the great tempest. | |
| Dorre bladeren | Trockene Blätter |
| wachten in stille nevels -- | warten in stillen Nebeln -- |
| op de grote storm. | auf den großen Sturm. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-10
Tree (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Boom", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part IX [Marriage]) and in "Diary 1968-1969" (2010) - October 16th, 1968, Bologna
Collection: Between us
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Bells are ringing, I'm | |
| walking through snow and dead wood -- | |
| and the evening falls. | |
| Er luiden klokken, | Die Glocken läuten, |
| ik loop door sneeuw en dood hout -- | ich geh durch Schnee und Totholz -- |
| en het wordt donker. | und es wird dunkel. |
Amsterdam, 2025-08-06
Walking through the snow in the dark, while bells ring far away (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Een tocht door de sneeuw in het donker, terwijl ver weg klokken luiden", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part VIII [Authorship], and in "Diary 1966-1967" (2009) - November 1st, 1966, Bologna
Collection: Self-portraits
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Three generations: | |
| a branch of the family -- | |
| tree, beautiful tree. | |
| Drie generaties: | Ein Zweig des Stammbaums, |
| een takje van de stamboom -- | drei Generationen: |
| mijn mooie stamboom. | wunderschöner Zweig. |
Amsterdam, 2025-06-16
With a photo of Madelief, Pieter, and Dory (three generations) under a tree on top of the hill (February 21st, 2003, Wolhusen)
Collection: Metamorphic body
Dedicated to: Pieter W, Madelief dK, Dory dK
| Take good care of trees, | |
| they are an example of -- | |
| self-development. | |
| Zorg goed voor bomen, | Sorge gut für die |
| ze zijn voor ons een voorbeeld -- | Bäume, sie sind ein Beispiel -- |
| van zelfontplooiing. | für Selbstentfaltung. |
Amsterdam, 2025-06-16
With a photo of Madelief dK, Pieter W, and Dory dK (three generations) under a tree on top of the hill (February 21st, 2003, Wolhusen)
Collection: Metamorphic body
| Living the good life, | |
| ruminating lush grasses -- | |
| in the shade of trees. | |
| Het goede leven, | Das gute Leben, |
| in de schaduw van een boom -- | im Schatten das saftige -- |
| mals gras herkauwen. | Gras wiederkäuen. |
Amsterdam, 2025-05-31
With a photo of Swiss cows (August 22nd, 2017, Steinern, Ufhusen) - 'Swiss' are brown cattle
Collection: Local tardiness
Dedicated to: Lotte W, Madelief dK
| Outdoors in the green, | |
| outside the people's hustle -- | |
| a hut and a fire. | |
| Buiten in het groen, | Draußen im Grünen, |
| buiten de mensendrukte -- | außerhalb des Volkstrubels -- |
| een hut en een vuur. | Hütte und Feuer. |
Amsterdam, 2025-05-31
With a photo of the grill next to the forest hut near her home (July 8th, 2007, Willisau)
Collection: Local traffic
Dedicated to: Madelief dK
| After the blossom | |
| festival, fluffy flakes snow -- | |
| the long streets under. | |
| Na het bloesemfeest | Nach dem Blütenfest |
| sneeuwen de straten onder -- | sind die Straßen beschneit mit -- |
| met donzen vlokken. | flaumigen Flocken. |
Amsterdam, 2025-05-21
After Hanami matsuri ("Flower viewing", the cherry blossom festival)
Streets with bird cherries (prunus padus) in Amsterdam
Fluffing of the petals: 'Summer snow'
Collection: Blown sand
| Among the tall trees | |
| you are at home and you fly -- | |
| there free as a bird. | |
| Tussen de bomen | Zwischen den Bäumen |
| ben je thuis en je vliegt er -- | bist du zu Hause und fliegst -- |
| vrij als een vogel. | frei wie ein Vogel. |
Amsterdam, 2025-05-21
With photos of Madelief (and Dory) on the Eichenweg at the KSSW hospital in Wolhusen (August 15th, 2003)
Collection: Summer birds
Dedicated to: Madelief dK, Dory dK
| The feather trees wave | |
| high above me in the street: | |
| my entry to home. | |
| De vederbomen | Die Federbäume |
| wuiven hoog boven de straat: | wiegen sich hoch über mir: |
| mijn intocht naar huis. | Einzug nach Hause. |
Amsterdam, 2025-05-10
Staringstraat, Amsterdam: Honey locust (gleditsia triacanthos), in Dutch called 'Valse Christusdoorn' because triacanthos = three thorns, while the species in Amsterdam has no thornes and is therefore 'false'; in German also called 'Federbaum' ('Feather tree') and 'Honigdorn' ('Honey-thorn')
Collection: Life line
| The great mother tree | |
| dances in place with a fan -- | |
| of wide waving arms. | |
| De moederboom danst | Der Baum tanzt an Ort |
| op haar plaats met een waaier -- | mit einem Fächer aus weit -- |
| wuivende armen. | wedelnden Armen. |
Amsterdam, 2025-05-06
So what? (Bart Chabot) - 2003
Poem "En wat dan nog?", published in the collections "zand erover" ("bygones be bygones", 2003) en "Ooievaarsblues" ("Stork Blues", 2024)
Collection: SoulSenseSun
Tribute to: Chabot, Bart
| They are family, | |
| those trees there, I have never -- | |
| seen the father, though. | |
| Ze zijn familie, | Die Bäume dort sind |
| die bomen daar, de vader -- | eine Familie, der -- |
| heb ik nooit gezien. | Vater ist nie da. |
Amsterdam, 2025-05-06
So what? (Bart Chabot) - 2003
Poem "En wat dan nog?", published in the collections "zand erover" ("bygones be bygones", 2003) en "Ooievaarsblues" ("Stork Blues", 2024)
Collection: Passage Passion
Tribute to: Chabot, Bart
| Would the apple seeds | |
| inside my belly sprout and -- | |
| start to take root there? | |
| Zouden de pitjes | Würden die Kerne |
| van de appel in mijn buik -- | des Apfels in meinem Bauch -- |
| wortel gaan schieten? | jetzt Wurzeln schlagen? |
Amsterdam, 2025-04-25
The Eye in the Needle - 2023
Concert "Het Oog in de Naald" ("The Eye in the Needle", 2023, Albert van Veenendaal), #5, "Apple Tree", performed on April 25th, 2025 in the Organpark, by Francisca Snip (speaking voice), Albert van Veenendaal (prepared piano), Rogier Hornman (cello) and Roosmarijn Tuenter (viola)
Collection: org anp ARK
Composer: Van Veenendaal, Albert
| The green of the tree | |
| in the puddles does reflect -- | |
| its gasping for breath? | |
| Het groen van de boom | Das Grün des Baumes |
| in de plassen weerspiegelt -- | in den Pfützen scheint seine -- |
| zijn ademtekort? | Atemnot wider? |
Amsterdam, 2025-04-21
With a photo of the Vondelpark in Amsterdam (July 19th, 2012)
Collection: Local inconveniences
Dedicated to: Lotte W
| The stumps, the poor sods | |
| of a tree, amputated -- | |
| as long as they grow. | |
| De stompen, stumpers | Die Stümpfe, Stümper |
| van bomen, geamputeerd -- | von Bäumen, amputiert so- |
| zolang ze groeien. | lange sie wachsen. |
Train Tilburg-Amsterdam, 2025-03-20
Pollard willows
Collection: On living on [2]
| A lot of people | |
| embrace a tree, lift it up -- | |
| a dead Christmas tree. | |
| Mensen omarmen | Menschen umarmen |
| de bomen, tillen ze op -- | die Bäume, heben sie hoch -- |
| de dode bomen. | die toten Bäume. |
Amsterdam, 2024-12-14
I really saw the tree, for 10 seconds (Arjen van Veelen) - 2024
Article "Ik zag de boom écht, 10 seconden lang", in the NRC of December 14th, 2024
Tree-hugging?
Collection: Skin-contact
Tribute to: Van Veelen, Arjen
| The woods are chopped down, | |
| too bad, I'm going to save -- | |
| the tree in the square. | |
| Het bos wordt gekapt, | Der Wald: abgeholzt. |
| erg jammer, ik ga de boom -- | Schade, ich werde den Baum -- |
| op het plein redden. | auf dem Platz retten. |
Amsterdam, 2024-07-01
Farmers are boss (Marcel van Roosmalen) - 2024
Column "Boeren zijn de baas", in the NRC of July 1st, 2024
Collection: Actively Passive
Tribute to: Van Roosmalen, Marcel
| In the inside yard | |
| with trees cut into a floor -- | |
| there are birds, whining. | |
| In de binnentuin | Im Innenhof mit |
| met bomen verzaagd tot vloer -- | Bäumen zu Boden gesägt -- |
| jammeren vogels. | jammern die Vögel. |
Amsterdam, 2024-05-17
Return to the Garden (Elizabete Beate Rudzinska) - 2024
Composition, performed in the Organpark on May 17th, 2024 by Elizabete Beate Rudzinska (organ) and Luka Schuurman (performance)
Collection: org ANP ark
Composer: Rudzinska, Elizabete Beate
| The birches are called | |
| silvery white, yeah, language -- | |
| can be very poor. | |
| Die berken noem je | Man nennt die Birken |
| zilverwit, ach ja, de taal -- | silberweiß, ja, die Sprache -- |
| is maar armoedig. | ist mal armselig. |
Amsterdam, 2024-04-24
Little poet (Nescio)
Story "Dichtertje", written in 1917, chapter 10
Collection: Rasping ants
Tribute to: Nescio
| The black trees, so bare, | |
| short, and even more eerie: | |
| this total silence. | |
| De zwarte bomen, | Die schwarzen Bäume, |
| kaal en nog griezeliger: | kahl und noch unheimlicher: |
| totale stilte. | völlige Stille. |
Amsterdam, 2023-09-04
Collection: PumicePieces
| Silvery glaucous | |
| leaves sail away from the trees -- | |
| Little crescent moons. | |
| Zilveren blaadjes | Silberne Blätter |
| zeilen weg van de bomen -- | segeln von den Bäumen weg -- |
| Kleine maansikkels. | Kleine Mondsicheln. |
Amsterdam, 2023-07-21
The eucalyptus trees (Antonia Pozzi) - 1933
Poem "Gli eucalipti", written on May 16th, 1933
"lungo il canale profondo naviga piccola falce"
Collection: No wonder
Tribute to: Pozzi, Antonia
| Under the cedars | |
| we sit and wait together -- | |
| for a cooler sun. | |
| Onder de bomen | Unter den Bäumen |
| wachten we met zijn allen -- | warten wir miteinander -- |
| op een koele zon. | auf kühle Sonne. |
Amsterdam, 2022-07-14
Collection: The drama
| The birch watches me | |
| with a purely divine look -- | |
| of generous eyes. | |
| De berk kijkt me aan | Die Birke sieht mich |
| met een goddelijke blik -- | mit einem göttlichen Blick -- |
| van milde ogen. | von milden Augen. |
Amsterdam, 2022-05-23
The birch is the "watchful tree", with aspen eyes after dropping the branches that don't receive enough sunlight
Collection: The Praised One
| Days of wandering, | |
| through the forest, no view, inns -- | |
| as signs to the world. | |
| Dagenlang uitzicht- | Tagelang aussichts- |
| loos het woud door, herbergen -- | los durch den Wald, Gasthäusern -- |
| als wereldwijzer. | als Weiser der Welt. |
Tilburg, 2021-08-25
The forested country in earlier centuries
View of the south, from the residential towers of the Cenakel in Tilburg
Collection: Migration
| The woods of the woods: | |
| lots of nettles and hogweed -- | |
| no paths with benches. | |
| Het bos van het bos | Der Wald des Waldes |
| heeft netels en berenklauw -- | hat Nesseln und Bärenklau -- |
| geen paden met bank. | kein Weg, keine Bank. |
Amsterdam, 2021-03-30
It melts (Lize Spit) - 2016
Novel "Het smelt", 2.15 pm
Collection: Shelter
Tribute to: Spit, Lize
|
We have not embraced |
Amsterdam, 2021-01-17
Collection: Lilith's Powers
Dedicated to: Maria Godschalk
| A shelter is good, | |
| I know, I have to get up -- | |
| and plant a tree now. | |
| Beschutting is goed, | Ein Schutz ist richtig, |
| ik weet het, ik moet opstaan -- | ich weiß, ich soll aufstehen -- |
| en een boom planten. | und Bäume pflanzen. |
Amsterdam, 2020-12-21
Winter Bird / When Winter Comes (Paul McCartney) - 2020
Last song on the album "McCartney III"
Collection: Shelter
Tribute to: McCartney, Paul
|
We stroke the rough bark |
Amsterdam, 2020-02-07
Simplicity-beauty
Wabi-sabi (Japan): Simplicity-beauty
consider the wear and tear as something beautiful
accept the transience
show the scars of life
Collection: Blown sand
Dedicated to: Dory dK
| Trees full of leaves, shades | |
| full of black, light full of hues: | |
| plenty of summer! | |
| De bomen vol blad, | Bäume ganz Blätter, |
| schaduw vol zwart, licht vol kleur: | Schatten Schwarz, Licht ganz Farbe: |
| alles vol zomer! | alles ganz Sommer! |
Amsterdam, 2019-10-08
Collection: Summer birds
Dedicated to: Moniek R
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Our back is a wood without paths |
Amsterdam, 2018-11-12
Contemplation of a 90-year-old woman. She is of the 5th generation since the ancestor who planted the felled trees. And she is a great-grandmother herself.
Collection: Half The Work
| The hounds sniff the ground, | |
| fallen leaves and moss, they are -- | |
| no longer hunting. | |
| De honden ruiken | Die Hunde schnüffeln |
| aan gevallen blad en mos -- | gefallenes Laub und Moos -- |
| Ze jagen niet meer. | Sie jagen nicht mehr. |
Train Amsterdam-Tilburg, 2018-01-16
The hounds no longer hunt (Albert Alberts) - 1979
Novel "De honden jagen niet meer"
Collection: SoulSenseSun
Tribute to: Alberts, Albert
| Getting past the plain, | |
| sniffing the forest, barking -- | |
| at the sky: the green. | |
| Voorbij de vlakte | Nach der Ebene |
| het bos opsnuiven, blaffen -- | den Wald riechen, den Himmel -- |
| naar de hemel: groen. | anbellen: das Grün. |
Train Amsterdam-Tilburg, 2018-01-16
The hounds no longer hunt (Albert Alberts) - 1979
Novel "De honden jagen niet meer"
Collection: Appearances
Tribute to: Alberts, Albert
| The hounds are running | |
| on with rustling, with a trail -- | |
| of whispering leaves. | |
| De honden rennen | Die Hunde rennen |
| ritselend verder, een spoor -- | raschelnd weiter, eine Spur -- |
| van fluisterend blad. | flüstrender Blätter. |
Train Amsterdam-Tilburg, 2018-01-16
The hounds no longer hunt (Albert Alberts) - 1979
Novel "De honden jagen niet meer"
Collection: SoulSenseSun
Tribute to: Alberts, Albert
| The leaves, the blue sky, | |
| and the cherries, you pick them -- | |
| throw them in my hat. | |
| Bladeren, blauwe | Blätter, ein blauer |
| lucht, en kersen, jij plukt ze -- | Himmel, und Kirschen, du wirfst -- |
| mikt ze in mijn hoed. | sie in meinen Hut. |
Amsterdam, 2017-12-24
Diary 1974-1976 (Frida Vogels) - 2013
"Dagboek 1974-1976" - July 7th, 1976, Bologna
Collection: Helices
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| No snow under the | |
| trees anywhere, as if they -- | |
| were warm animals. | |
| Nergens sneeuw onder | Gar kein Schnee unter |
| de bomen, alsof ze bloed- | den Bäumen, als wären sie -- |
| warme dieren zijn. | blutwarme Tiere. |
Amsterdam, 2017-10-30
Diary 1962-1963 (Frida Vogels) - 2007
"Dagboek 1962-1963" - November 29th, 1962, Bologna
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| The lightning threatened | |
| and struck: astonished and charred -- | |
| is the leafless tree. | |
| De bliksem dreigde | Der Blitz drohte und |
| en sloeg toe: verbaasd en zwart -- | schlug zu: erstaunt und verbrannt -- |
| de bladloze boom. | der blattlose Baum. |
Amsterdam, 2017-09-19
The lightning threatened (Frida Vogels) - 2006
Poem "De bliksem dreigde", published in "Diary 1958-1959" - November 14th, 1959, Milan
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Rain, the thunderstorm, | |
| and the complete surrender -- | |
| of the trees: awesome! | |
| Regen met onweer, | Regen und Donner, |
| totale overgave -- | die völlige Hingabe -- |
| van de bomen: mooi! | der Bäume: sehr schön! |
Amsterdam, 2017-09-14
Psychiatric diary (Bert Weijde) - 1994
"Psychiatrisch dagboek", published in "Onder het ijs" - March-July 1962, Amsterdam
Collection: SoulSenseSun
Tribute to: Weijde, Bert
Tree (branches)
Otterlo, 2017-09-05
National Park "De Hoge Veluwe"
Collection: Photo's 2017
| A little chatter | |
| outside, then it is quiet: | |
| the birds' sleeping tree. | |
| Even gekwetter | Kurzes Gezwitscher |
| in de tuin, dan is het stil: | im Garten, dann ist es still: |
| de vogelslaapboom. | der Vögelschlafbaum. |
Amsterdam, 2017-08-12
The hard core - 1 (Frida Vogels) - 1992
Autobiographical account "De harde kern" - 1, April 1968, Amsterdam
Collection: Between us
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| A tree uprooted, | |
| mud, a crack in the rock-ledge -- | |
| and clear spring water! | |
| Een boom ontworteld, | Ein Baum entwurzelt, |
| modder, een barst in de rots -- | Schlamm, ein Riss in der Felswand -- |
| helder bronwater! | klares Quellwasser! |
Amsterdam, 2017-08-06
The hard core - 1 (Frida Vogels) - 1992
Autobiographical account "De harde kern" - 1, Summer 1966, Bologna
Collection: Self-portraits
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida
| Our hearts still in it, | |
| our arms reaching around it -- | |
| yet, the bark is dead. | |
| Ons hart er nog in, | Die Herzen noch drin, |
| onze armen eromheen -- | unsere Arme rum um -- |
| maar de bast is dood. | die tote Rinde. |
Amsterdam, 2017-07-14
Bark (Hester Knibbe) - 2017
Gedicht "Bast" (collection "As, vuur")
Collection: Loves Tricks Gains Pains in the years 2000-2009
Tribute to: Knibbe, Hester
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Archetype birch |
Amsterdam, 2017-02-19
Collection: New Ago
| It whooshes, a scrunch | |
| rustles around in the shrubs -- | |
| and the wind growls cold. | |
| Het fezelt, een knerp | Es säuselt, ein Knirsch |
| knistert door 't kreupelhout -- | raschelt herum im Gesträuch -- |
| en de wind knoert koud. | und der Wind knurrt kalt. |
Amsterdam, 2016-11-12
Tom Puss and The Guise (Marten Toonder) - 1951
Comic strip #44 - Tom Poes en Mom Bakkesz. (tiers 1296-1372)
Poem for Mr. Bumble's birthday
Also in story #75 and in the collection "Hanezang" ("Cock Song", 1987)
Collection: Puss & Lord
Tribute to: Toonder, Marten
| Twilight, the bare tree | |
| is suddenly full again: | |
| squeaky starling leaves. | |
| Avond: de kale | Abend, der kahle |
| boom is plotseling weer vol -- | Baum ist plötzlich wieder voll: |
| piepend spreeuwenblad. | quietschende Blätter. |
Amsterdam, 2014-11-15
Murmuration of starlings
Collection: Mosaic virus
| Hollow road: the roots | |
| against the unearthing rain -- | |
| with a slow wing stroke. | |
| Holle weg. Wortels | Hohlweg. Gegen den |
| tegen gravende regen: | grabenden Regen: Wurzeln -- |
| gevoed door regen. | genährt vom Regen. |
Zandvoort aan Zee, 2014-11-04
Collection: The Yellow House Museum
| Vernal cathedral: | |
| wide open are the doorways -- | |
| of the tall beech lane. | |
| Lentekathedraal: | Lenzkathedrale: |
| wijd open staan de deuren -- | weit offen sind die Türen -- |
| van de beukenlaan. | der Buchenallee. |
Amsterdam, 2014-03-06
Beech lane (Myriam Simonis) - 1991
Poem "Beukenlaan" (collection "Zuilen van albast")
Collection: SoulSenseSun
Tribute to: Simonis, Myriam
| The burnt trees are bare; | |
| their black arms are accusing -- | |
| the human beings. | |
| Verbrande bomen | Verbrannte Bäume |
| met zwarte armen klagen -- | mit schwarzen Armen klagen -- |
| kaal de mensen aan. | kahl die Menschen an. |
Amsterdam, 2013-10-02
Collection: PumicePieces
| The tall tress in the | |
| cemetery: the gate to -- | |
| not yet being gone. | |
| De hoge bomen | Die hohen Bäume |
| op de begraafplaats: de poort -- | auf dem Friedhof sind das Tor -- |
| naar nog niet weg zijn. | zum Noch-Nicht-Wegsein. |
Winschoten, 2013-07-07
Collection: Webgarden
| Snowflakes are floating | |
| between the blossoming trees -- | |
| Like flower petals. | |
| Sneeuwvlokken zweven | Schneeflocken schweben |
| tussen de appelbomen -- | zwischen den Apfelbäumen -- |
| Als bloesemblaadjes. | Wie Blütenblätter. |
Gondiswil, 2013-05-24
Collection: The climbing house
| The pollard-willow | |
| with its thick and gnarled old head | |
| freezes me -- away. | |
| De oude knotwilg | Die alte Weide |
| met zijn knoestig dikke kop: | mit ihrem knorrigen Kopf: |
| boos kijkt hij -- mij weg. | sie grault mich hinweg. |
Amsterdam, 2012-06-26
Collection: NightWatch
Lane
Hilversum, 2010-06-26
Spanderswoud
Collection: Photo's 2010
Beech
Spiez, 2010-05-08
(by hotel Belvédère)
Collection: Photo's 2010
Forest with fen
Westenschouwen, 2010-03-14
De Driehoek
Collection: Photo's 2010
Tree
Hilvarenbeek, 2005-09-07
Estate "De Utrecht"
Collection: Photo's 2005
Forest
Ardgartan, 2005-06-09
Ardgartan Cat Craig
Collection: Photo's 2005
Forest (autumn)
Austerlitz, 2003-11-09
Utrechtse Heuvelrug
Collection: Photo's 2003
Tree (on hill)
Wolhusen, 2003-02-21
Collection: Photo's 2003
