After the great flood,

people hunt for large shadows:


the fish of the past.


Na de grote vloedNach der großen Flut
jaagt men op grote schimmen:jagt man die großen Schatten:
vissen van vroeger.Fische von früher.

Poem S3028
Amsterdam, 2025-12-17
Angel's Egg (Mamoru Oshii) - 1985
Video-animation film "Tenshi no Tamago"
Collection: Plasma
Tribute to: Oshii, Mamoru 
 

She still haunts the house,

and her stories bossily --


are haunting my head.


Zij spookt door het huis,Sie spukt im Haus rum,
en haar verhalen spoken --ihre Geschichten spuken --
bazig in mijn hoofd.in meinem Kopf rum.

Poem S2924
Amsterdam, 2025-08-27
Diary 1972-1973 (Frida Vogels) - 2012
"Dagboek 1972-1973" - December 7th, 1972, Bologna
Collection: Overwritten
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida 
 

The house has become

more empty, one person less --


and one shadow more.


Weer is het legerDas Haus ist leerer,
in huis, weer een mens minder --eine Person weniger --
weer een schim erbij.und ein Schatten mehr.

Poem H5880
Amsterdam, 2025-08-25
Again a face paled (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Weer verbleekte een gezicht", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part XI [Deceased]), and in "Diary 1972-1973" (2012) - August 23rd, 1972, Bologna (after the death of uncle Enea Drione on August 6th)
Collection: Overwritten
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida 
 

I ask the shadows,

they do not understand me --


so they shake me off.


Ik spreek de schimmenIch frage die Schat-
aan, ze begrijpen me niet --ten, sie verstehen mich nicht --
en schudden me af.und schütteln mich ab.

Poem S2915
Amsterdam, 2025-08-23
Someone has come among us (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Iemand is onder ons gekomen", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part XI [Deceased]), and in "Diary 1972-1973" (2012) - February 12th, 1972, Bologna
Collection: Overwritten
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida 
 

The faithful, age-old

histories are powerless --


as weak as spectres.


De trouwe, oudeDie treuen, alten
verhalen zijn krachteloos --Geschichten sind kraftlos, so --
zo slap als spoken.schlaff wie Gespenster.

Poem H5762
Amsterdam, 2025-07-30
Nothing keeps me company: the many images (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Niets houdt mij gezelschap: de vele beelden", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part VII [Acquiescence]), and in "Diary 1964-1965" (2008) - April 18th, 1965, Bologna
Collection: Self-portraits
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida 
 

He is dead, and she

writes me from his mobile phone:


You don't have to cry.


Hij is dood, en zijEr ist tot, und sie
schrijft me vanaf zijn mobiel:schreibt mir von seinem Handy:
Je moet niet huilen.Du musst nicht weinen.

Poem S2491
Amsterdam, 2024-12-29
Night side of the river: App-arition (Jeanette Winterson) - 2023
Story "App-arition" in the collection "Night side of the river"
Collection: Self-portraits
Tribute to: Winterson, Jeanette 
 

People from other

worlds are slipping and sliding --


in, and out again.


Er slippen mensenMenschen aus einer
uit een andere wereld --anderen Welt schlüpfen ein --
binnen, en weer weg.und rutschen heraus.

Poem S2426
Amsterdam, 2024-10-20
the ground beneath her feet (Salman Rushdie) - 1999
Novel, chapter 12 Transformer
Hallucinations

Collection: Low gear
Tribute to: Rushdie, Salman 
 

Stately, hand by hand,

and foot by foot the shaman --


enchains the spirits.


Plechtig, hand na handWürdig, Hand für Hand
en voet voor voet, de sjamaan --und Fuß für Fuß, der Zaubrer --
bezweert de geesten.beschwört die Geister.

Poem H4953
Amsterdam, 2024-10-04
Battle against the demons (Sinta Wullur) - 2020
Composition, performed in the Organpark by Gamelan ensemble Global Gongs and Yukari Uekawa (saxophone), on October 4th, 2024
Collection: org anp ARK 
Composer: Wullur, Sinta 
 

Back in the village,

looked at like a dead person --


an evil spirit.


Terug in het dorp,Zurück im Dorf, als
bekeken als een dode --eine Tote angeblickt --
als een boze geest.als ein böser Geist.

Poem S2185
Amsterdam, 2024-05-17
Shalimar the Clown (Salman Rushdie) - 2005
Novel, chapter Shalimar the Clown, § 1 - Boonyi returns to her village, where she has been declared dead
Collection: Low gear
Tribute to: Rushdie, Salman 
 

Long robes turn people

into imitation ghosts --


having no bodies.


Lange gewadenLange Gewänder
maken van mensen spoken --machen Menschen zu Geistern --
zonder een lichaam.Keine Körper mehr.

Poem S2157
Amsterdam, 2024-03-25
Collection: Metamorphic body
 

The jinns: a man looks

in the mirror and he sees --


the back of his head.


De djinns: een man kijktDie Dschinns: ein Mann schaut
in de spiegel en hij ziet --in den Spiegel und er sieht --
daar zijn achterhoofd.seinen Hinterkopf.

Poem S2151
Amsterdam, 2024-03-13
Two Years Eight Months & Twenty-Eight Nights (Salman Rushdie) - 2015
Novel "Two Years Eight Months & Twenty-Eight Nights" (which is 1001 nights), chapter 4 "The Strangenessses"
Painting "La réproduction interdite" ("Not to be reproduced", 1937, René Magritte)

Collection: Low gear
Tribute to: Rushdie, Salman; Magritte, René 
 

Ghosts see everything,

including us, like we see --


them: vaguely present.


Geesten zien alles,Geister sehen uns
ook ons, zoals wij hen zien:so, wie wir sie bemerken:
wazig aanwezig.vage anwesend.

Poem H4403
Amsterdam, 2023-12-28
Midnight's Children (Salman Rushdie) - 1981
Novel, chapter 3-3 "Sam and the Tiger"
Collection: Low gear
Tribute to: Rushdie, Salman 
 

Leave liquor bottles

closed, you would free a demon --


that is ravenous.


Laat drankflessen dicht,Öffne keine Schnapps-
anders bevrijd je een geest --Flaschen, befreie keinen --
die hongerig is.hungrigen Dämon.

Poem S2057
Amsterdam, 2023-12-19
Midnight's Children (Salman Rushdie) - 1981
Djinns
Novel, chapter 2-1 "The fisherman's pointing finger"

Collection: Low gear
Tribute to: Rushdie, Salman 
 

Desert blue, a ghost:

next to the platform, he floats --


on his snow white horse.


Woestijnblauw, een geest:Wüstenblau, ein Geist:
naast het podium zweeft hij --neben der Bühne schwebt er --
op zijn witte paard.auf seinem Schimmel.

Poem H4147
Amsterdam, 2023-09-12
A Change of tongue (Antjie Krog) - 2003
"La Caravane de la Poésie" in 1999 - Poets read on the village square of Ségou (Mali)
Tale, part 5, A journey (Day Nine)

Collection: No wonder
Tribute to: Krog, Antjie 
 

In the mists, the king

beckons, come, let us have fun --


playing together.


In de nevels wenktKomm, winkt im Nebel
de koning, kom, dan gaan we --der König, dann machen wir --
fijn samen spelen.Spaß miteinander.

Poem S1910
Amsterdam, 2023-09-10
Elf king / Erl king (Johann W. von Goethe / Franz Schubert) - 1782
Poem (ballad) "Erlkönig", put to music in 1815 by Franz Schubert (opus 1)
Collection: Moist glow
Tribute to: Von Goethe, Johann W. 
Composer: Schubert, Franz 
 

I dream of the smell

of apples still to be picked --


and I don't wake up.


Ik droom van de geurIch träume vom Duft
van nog te plukken appels --von noch zu pflücken Äpfeln --
en word niet wakker.und wache nicht auf.

Poem S1086
Amsterdam, 2020-11-26
After Apple-Picking (Robert Frost) - 1914
Poem (collection "North of Boston")
Collection: Stream
Tribute to: Frost, Robert 
 

Zywa Sharp cymbals

Toys in the attic
of the house of two mothers
And the ghosts of their daughters

making noise, a murmur and
the hollow laugh of the wind-up clown
when something falls in the dust

The toys have never been used
The kids never wanted to
play with Olivia

That's why she has been fantasizing
for thirty years, about blood and death
among the bushes in the park

Mother is powerless
Only she knows the secret
and no one is safe

Poem 2205
Amsterdam, 2019-04-14
Julia (Peter Straub) - 1975
Book (film-adaption in 1977 as "Full Circle")
Collection: Bruises
Tribute to: Straub, Peter 
 

I'm walking with you

and someone else, behind you --


but I can't see who.


Ik wandel met jouIch gehe mit dir
en nog iemand, achter jou --und mit jemand anderem --
maar ik zie niet wie.den ich nicht sehe.

Poem S0803
Amsterdam, 2018-10-07
The Waste Land (Thomas Eliot) - 1922
Poem
Collection: Em Brace
Tribute to: Eliot, Thomas S. 
 

The spirit: of a

flower, of mankind, the earth --


can be inspiring.


De geest: van een bloem,Der Geist: der Blumen,
van de mensheid, de aarde --der Menschheit und der Erde --
is inspirerend.ist inspirierend.

Poem H1953
Amsterdam, 2018-01-02
Collection: web tissue
 

The little children

are shadows that ignore me --


as if I were one.


Kleine kinderen:Die kleine Kinder:
schimmen die me negeren --Schatten, die mich meiden, als --
als was ik er een.wäre ich einer.

Poem H1916
Amsterdam, 2017-12-20
Too many are shadows, I cannot mingle with the living (Frida Vogels) - 2013
Poem "Te velen zijn schimmen, ik kan niet met de levenden verkeren", published in "Diary 1974-1976" - February 18th, 1974, Amsterdam
Collection: Overwritten
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida 
 

Zywa The Milky Wind in my head

It attacks me at night
a vague, milky-white sense
that spins around in my dream
like a tornado around my house

Swirling memories
keep me awake, centuries
of wisdom flow through me
not to be lost

In the morning I ponder
rocking on the porch
There is truth cracking
in the wood, it starts

to sing like heavenly harps –
a Milky Wind in my head
that throws everything open, blowing
down my house in front of me

Poem 1093
Amsterdam, 2017-03-01
Collection: WoofWoof
 

Zywa Spiritual life

What my brain can do so well
it cannot do one more time:
put upside down
images of the eye right

I tried it
with a film
and got sick
of the world

dizzy into my intestines
as in Villa Volta
where I braced myself
against gravity

Only with closed eyes
I can relax and hang
in ropes, or stand on my head
like a tarot-twelve yogi

and exist in slow motion
floating from alpha to delta
waves into the depth
my imagination of eternal

life

Poem 1041
Amsterdam, 2017-02-19
Villa Volta (Efteling) - 1996
Villa Volta: attraction in the Efteling, in 1996 the first revolving house (madhouse) in the world
Collection: Secrets & Believers
 

Zywa High eyes

I am a giant with numb legs
and superior looks
I will not bow my stilts
to reality

My eyes prefer to run
over digital platforms
rather than walking barefoot
in reality

In the clouds around my heart
I am safe, taking shelter
floating visibly hidden
above reality

I am at home everywhere
I know the beaten tracks
to my favourite places
of reality

I would not want to be small
lose the overview
and then certainly get lost
in reality

Poem 1035
Amsterdam, 2017-02-18
Collection: The light of words
 

My therapist says:

ghosts are just normal people --


haunting in the mind.


Mijn therapeut vindtMein Therapeut hält
geesten gewone mensen --Geister für Dutzendmenschen --
spokend in je hoofd.die im Kopf spuken.

Poem S0422
Amsterdam, 2016-11-02
Tom Puss and The Ghost of Bumble Castle (Marten Toonder) - 1975
Comic strip #148 - "Tom Poes en Het Spook van Bommelstein" (tiers 8130-8189), tier 8160
Collection: Puss & Lord
Tribute to: Toonder, Marten 
 

I've got everything,

my soul must be here as well --


or do I see spooks?


Ik heb alles, hierMeine Seele muss
moet mijn ziel ook ergens zijn --hier irgendwo sein, oder --
of zie ik spoken?seh ich Gespenster?

Poem S0421
Amsterdam, 2016-11-02
Tom Puss and The Ghost of Bumble Castle (Marten Toonder) - 1975
Comis strip #148 - Tom Poes en Het Spook van Bommelstein (tiers 8130-8189), tier 8138
Collection: Puss & Lord
Tribute to: Toonder, Marten 
 

Photos can be life-

like memories, they also --


can behave like ghosts.


Foto's zijn levens-Fotos sind lebens-
echte herinneringen --echte Erinnerungen --
en soms ook spoken.manchmal Gespenster.

Poem H0659
Amsterdam, 2014-01-17
Collection: Moons
 

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