The items pile up

in the rooms, in the closets:


a messy order.


Spullen hopen zichDie Dinge stapeln
op in kamers en kasten:sich in Zimmern und Schränken:

slordige orde.schmutzige Ordnung.

Poem S3163
Amsterdam, 2026-05-23
Winter (Karl Ove Knausgård) - 2015
Autobiographical novel "Om vinteren", part 1, chapter 'December', § 'Clutter' - Glemmingebro (near Ystad)
Collection: Writing
Tribute to: Knausgård, Karl Ove 
 

Partly, my new home

feels familiar: the stuff and --


the expectations.


Mijn nieuwe thuis voeltNeues Zuhause,
deels vertrouwd: de spullen en --teils vertraut: die Sachen und --

de verwachtingen.die Erwartungen.

Poem H5854
Amsterdam, 2025-08-20
Coming home (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Thuiskomen", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part IX [Marriage]) - July 20th, 1971, Bologna
Collection: Lookout
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida 
 

I am guarding our

garden, it's overgrown, but --


it is still our turf.


Ik bewaak onzeIch bewache den
tuin, hij is verwilderd, maar --Garten, er ist verwildert --

ons eigen terrein.aber mein Terrain.

Poem H5829
Amsterdam, 2025-08-15
One's own territory (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Het eigen terrein", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part IX [Marriage], and in "Diary 1970-1971" (2011) - February 4th, 1970, Bologna
Collection: Lookout
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida 
 

Traces and socks, the

treasure somewhere in the field:


softly disappeared.


Sporen en sokken,Spuren und Socken,
de schat ergens in het veld:der Schatz irgendwo im Feld:

stilaan verdwenen.leise verschwunden.

Poem H5477
Amsterdam, 2025-05-19
Clay silence (Juliën Holtrigter) - 2025
Poem "Lemen stilte", final poem of the collection "De weg naar huis" ("The road home")
Collection: Stream
Tribute to: Holtrigter, Juliën 
 

Is there still any

room for things that reappear --


after they were lost?


Is er nog wel plaatsGibt es noch Platz für
voor wat weer te voorschijn komt --etwas, das wieder auftaucht --

nadat het kwijt was?nachdem es weg war?

Poem H5478
Amsterdam, 2025-05-19
Clay silence (Juliën Holtrigter) - 2025
Poem "Lemen stilte", final poem of the collection "De weg naar huis" ("The road home")
Collection: Stream
Tribute to: Holtrigter, Juliën 
 

I've inherited

a chair: do I have to pleat --


my life around it?


De geërfde stoel:Der geerbte Stuhl:
moet mijn leven daaromheen --sollte mein Leben sich um --

geplooid gaan worden?ihn herum falten?

Poem S2435
Amsterdam, 2024-10-27
I kiss your hands a thousand times - Faxing to Ger #6 (Nicolien Mizee) - 2024
Diary novel "Ik kus uw handen duizendmaal - Faxen aan Ger #6", January 3rd, 2001
Collection: In the light
Tribute to: Mizee, Nicolien 
 

I have packed my things

and I am very surprised --


that they are so few.


Ik heb mijn spullenIch habe gepackt
gepakt en ik ben verbaasd --und ich bin sehr überrascht --

hoe weinig het is.wie wenig es ist.

Poem H4905
Amsterdam, 2024-09-08
The Message to the Planet (Iris Murdoch) - 1989
Novel, part Six
Collection: Longing and Loss
Tribute to: Murdoch, Iris 
 

My friend lives classy,

in a room full of things that --


look quite expensive.


Mijn vriend woont op stand,Mein Freund wohnt Klasse,
in een kamer vol spullen --in einem Raum voller Zeug --

die best duur ogen.das teuer aussieht.

Poem S2180
Amsterdam, 2024-04-26
Teen Titans (Nescio) - 1915
Story "Titaantjes", chapter 10
Collection: Rasping ants
Tribute to: Nescio 
 

There are no treasures:

all people are different --


in their own wishes.


Schatten bestaan niet:Schätze gibt es nicht:
alle mensen verschillen --Menschen unterscheiden sich --

in wat ze willen.in ihren Wünschen.

Poem S1533
Amsterdam, 2022-10-12
#112 - Tom Puss and the the switcher treasure (Marten Toonder) - 1965
Comic strip #112 - "Tom Poes en de grote Barribal" (tiers 5560-5630), tier 5626
Collection: Puss & Lord
Tribute to: Toonder, Marten 
 

I go out and look

around my house as if it --


has to be cleared out.


Ik ga op reis, kijkIch verreise und
rond alsof mijn huis vreemd is --sehe mein Haus als müsste --

en alles weg moet.es geräumt werden.

Poem H3473
Amsterdam, 2022-09-27
Death made me a proposal - About death, life, and love (Kristien Hemmerechts) - 2010
Diary "De dood heeft mij een aanzoek gedaan - Over dood, leven en liefde"
Collection: Being my own museum
Tribute to: Hemmerechts, Kristien 
 

Zywa CleanUP

Underwear day indoors
screaming for fresh air
bored with my rooms
lying on the couch
after another shower

I needed to clean up
The house would be chock-full
with everything I ever had
Not so much the plants
in the street that I saved

the cat food or the mountain
of medicine, just the usual stuff:
piles of clothes, that one denim jacket
from the photo, my diving suit
grandpa's tools and a bed

I put it on the sidewalk
and after a day I took the remains
away to a pass-on shop
where I left with bags full
I left with bags full

Poem 4601
Amsterdam, 2022-08-01
Collection: Half The Work
 

Removed, and reborn

in the rain the belongings --


that I can carry.


Ontruimd, herborenGeräumt, und erneut
in de regen de spullen --im Sprühregen die Sachen --

die ik dragen kan.die ich tragen kann.

Poem H3041
Amsterdam, 2021-09-15
Collection: New Ago
 

Throwing things away

is wrong! I happily store --


things of no value.


Weggooien is erg!Wegwerfen ist schlimm!
Ik bewaar met genoegen --Ich lege gerne etwas --

iets zonder waarde.Wertloses zurück.

Poem H1875
Amsterdam, 2017-12-01
Diary 1966-1967 (Frida Vogels) - 2009
"Dagboek 1966-1967" - July 7th, 1966, Bologna
Collection: Self-portraits
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida 
 

Zywa All of me

Ballast or log, significance
or waste, all of me
that I have kept

because I don't know what I want
to save, every day I am busy
living and I just let it rest

I've put all my stuff out of the way
the books I'll never read again
the old pictures, the crayons

a chair and beautiful puzzles
all of me that has passed
neatly stowed away

in labeled boxes
but without any importance
whether they contain anything

Poem 1285
Amsterdam, 2017-04-21
Collection: The Yellow House Museum
 

Less stuff in my house.

That will create space, enough --


to welcome a guest.


Wat minder spullenWeniger Sachen
in mijn huis, dat schept ruimte --in meinem Haus, das schafft Platz --

genoeg voor een gast.genug für Gäste.

Poem H0117
Julianadorp, 2011-12-31
Collection: Half The Work
 

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