The priest is too old,

not suitable for people --


not for God either.


De priester is oud,Der Priester ist alt,
niet meer geschikt voor mensen --weder für die Menschen noch --

en niet meer voor God.für Gott geeignet.

Poem H4170
Amsterdam, 2023-09-18
The cloud inventory (Franco Faggiani) - 2023
Novel "L'inventario delle nuvole", § 9
Collection: Moist glow
Tribute to: Faggiani, Franco 
 

Young people riot,

I flee, holding up my age --


as a rescue crown.


Oproer van de jeugd,Aufruhr der Jugend,
ik vlucht, houd mijn ouderdom --ich fliehe, mein Alter hoch --

omhoog als een kroon.wie eine Krone.

Poem H4039
Amsterdam, 2023-08-14
#FeesMustFall - October 2015 (Antjie Krog) - 2022
Poem (collection "Plunder" ["Pillage"])
Collection: Shelter
Tribute to: Krog, Antjie 
 

Grandma is doing

her best to help, everywhere --


she stands in our way.


Oma doet haar bestOma bemüht sich
om te helpen, overal --mit zu helfen, überall --

loopt ze in de weg.geht sie uns im Weg.

Poem S1170
Amsterdam, 2021-05-07
One Hundred Years of Solitude (Gabriel García Márquez) - 1967
Novel "Cien años de soledad"
Collection: Dream flight
Tribute to: García Márquez, Gabriel 
 

A row of benches

bends along the garden paths --


for the elderly.


Er slingert een rijBänke winden sich
banken langs de tuinpaden --entlang der Gartenwege --

voor oude mensen.für alte Leute.

Poem H2848
Amsterdam, 2020-12-11
Vanishing point (Wytske Versteeg) - 2020
Story "Verdwijnpunt"
Collection: Actively Passive
Tribute to: Versteeg, Wytske 
 

Zywa Playing

I have become old
and I can only play
with my thoughts
the rest is too stiff

But don't be mistaken
it is pleasant to feel
in today's warm wind
what it is like

to stand on the jetty
in a thin dress, waiting
without the need
to do anything

but enjoy, flapping
in the sun, while I
can see now how
it all will continue

My crush and the child
who embraces my leg
the same child next to me
with her own child

on her arm, our feet
in the surf, breathing
one love, three women
with wild hair

just like on the mountain
where I throw up the ashes
into the world, that's how I play
my life together

Poem 2285
Amsterdam, 2019-06-19
Collection: Migration
 

The brand-new lorry

is outside, in the garage --


rests the old donkey.


De vrachtwagen staatDer Lastwagen steht
buiten, in de garage --draußen, in der Garage ruht --

rust de ezel uit.sich der Esel aus.

Poem H0159
Amsterdam, 2012-01-22
Collection: Webgarden
 

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