Zywa

Every time I see

you, I feel Cupid's arrow --

My heart bleeds for you.



Ik voel Amor's pijl	Ich spür Amors Pfeil,
wanneer ik jou terugzie --	wenn ich dich wiedersehe --

Mijn hart bloedt voor jou.	Ich blute für dich.

Poem H6431
Amsterdam, 2026-09-25
The Girl from Shalabiya (Fairuz) - 2010
Song "El Bint El Chalabiya", sung by Fairuz on the album "Eh fi amal" ("Yes, there is hope")
Collection: Loves Tricks Gains Pains in the years 2010-2019
Tribute to: Fairuz

When you come back I'll

share with you my sorrow, which --

will then be over.



Als je terugkomt	Bitte komm zurück,
deel ik met jou mijn verdriet --	teile meinen Kummer, der --

dat dan voorbij is.	dann vorbei sein wird.

Poem H5883
Amsterdam, 2025-08-26
Turkey song / Universal language (Matthew Rankin) - 2024
Film "Avaz-e bughalamun" / "Une langue universelle" - Iranian song
Collection: Em Brace
Tribute to: Rankin, Matthew

Finding each other

after every goodbye, that's --

the best thing of all.



Na elk afscheid weer	Nach jedem Abschied
elkaar terugvinden, dat --	sich wiederzufinden ist --

is het allerfijnst.	das Allerbeste.

Poem H5472
Amsterdam, 2025-05-16
You now (Griet Op de Beeck) - 2016
Short stories "Gij nu", story 'wat niet meer wordt verwacht telt dubbel had zij ontdekt' ('what is no longer expected counts double she had discovered'), chapter One
Collection: Loves Tricks Gains Pains in the years 2010-2019
Tribute to: Op de Beeck, Griet

You haven't changed at all!

He laughs at his compliment --

that is a question.



Niets veranderd, jij!	Nichts geändert, du!
Hij lacht bij het compliment --	Er lacht. Sein Kompliment klingt --

dat klinkt als een vraag.	wie eine Frage.

Poem H5141
Amsterdam, 2024-12-23
It was nice, now it's over (Franca Treur) - 2024
Short story "Het was lekker, nu is het op", in the NRC of December 21st, 2024
Collection: Chance
Tribute to: Treur, Franca

Is this my fate, to

keep crying since I lost her --

and found her again?



Is dit mijn lot, dat	Ich weine, weil ich
ik huil sinds ik haar verloor --	sie verloren und wieder-

en weer terugvond?	gefunden habe.

Poem H4931
De Koog, 2024-09-23
Miserly fate (Scipione Maffei / Antonio Vivaldi) - 1732
Air "Destin avaro" from the opera "La fida ninfa" ("The faithful nymph", RV 714), 2nd act, 10th scene - Morasto
Collection: Love Mind and Death
Tribute to: Maffei, Scipione
Composer: Vivaldi, Antonio

Zywa Meeting an old friend

Every ten years I live
in a different world
with different wishes
The old ones have been
passed by new circumstances
The memories remained

Content with what is close
I occasionally cherish
what was, the friendship
we still feel, even though
some discomfort has crept
into our encounters

We live too far apart
and want to, don't want to
move towards each other
How well do we know each other
as we are now, do we know
those who we embrace intimately?

Poem 4108
Amsterdam, 2021-11-08
Collection: Silent walk

Zywa Angel's chicks

We didn't need anything
we just bumped against each other
and lay together, if so, a nest
of friends, who know to find each other
no matter how far we've flown out

Become angels, who would have thought!

Our soul connection
so familiar at first sight
at each reunion - forever young
is my chicken heart then, my skin
of flesh and blood, forever young

our spirit - but oddly
detached are our wings
our cheeks and the air kisses
that escape my lips
or have transcended them

Poem 1393
Amsterdam, 2017-06-05
Collection: Greeting from before

Zywa Conbody

Wordless reunion
first, I sense his flanks

his hands over my back
with closed eyes

pressed against each other
who knows the time

Then, with all our muscles
talking our naked self

reflected in the love
of one another's soul: we are

inviolably strong
(though we do have doubts)

Over the roots of breathing
and eating we are singing life

in different words
with the same meaning

Poem 1371
Amsterdam, 2017-05-22
Collection: Without reserve

Zywa Canal and Lake

You almost cycled on
en route in your mind
but somewhere on the edge
you did see me, standing here

gingerly we take
the frays of the past
feeling, would it be possible
to knot a nice bow out of it

I don't know what you wanted, then
maybe it was like you said
or did you long for more nonetheless?
You came too close to me

I don't know
but this is clumsy
with the bike in the street and so
I live nearby

do you have time?

Poem 1147
Amsterdam, 2017-03-07
Meer en Vaart (Lake and Canal), Amsterdam
Collection: Heart's Delight

Zywa Old hunger

You went away, I went on
loving you and out of the blue
there you are at my door
with a sleeping mat

I look at you
You drop anchor
and want to show

all kinds of things, explaining them
with your hands and I have no idea
how this suddenly happened

I'm just glad
I was home, am home
I make soup

There is rye bread
We are hungry
Old hunger

Poem 1078
Amsterdam, 2017-02-25
Collection: Untwisted

Very carefully

we see each other again --

taking sips of tea.



Uiterst voorzichtig	Äußerst vorsichtig
wennen we weer aan elkaar --	sehen wir uns wieder, wir --

nemen slokjes thee.	trinken Schlückchen Tee.

Poem H0460
Train Assen-Amsterdam, 2013-06-07
Collection: Heart's Delight

We arrange flowers

together, and each other --

as well, in our hearts.



Samen schikken we	Wir arrangieren
de bloemen, en ook elkaar --	die Blumen, und einander --

midden in ons hart.	in unsren Herzen.

Poem H0450
Amsterdam, 2013-05-18
Kado: way of flowers - is the meditative form of Ikebana: "making flowers alive" (arranging flowers)
Collection: It takes a lot of tries to make a début

Zywa Just like you

Now and then it happens
unexpectedly
that someone smells like you
looks and laughs like you

suddenly begins to dance
just like you
or, out of the blue
says words you once said

At a reception in a large building
I see a man talking to a woman
and yes, I long for you
because of him, his constitution

Hey, don't you remember me?
Come on! he laughs jovially
It's him, and not, I know him
differently, cooler, more special

We start a neutral talk
in search of a goal
that is empty
not defended or too late

we play by feeling
neither of us is free
we fail to come closer
in public and to match again

Poem 140
Amsterdam, 2010-01-23
Collection: Take a picture, now

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