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.

Poem H6239
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 dark sky closes

in around my house: doors and --


windows disappear.


De donkere luchtDer dunkle Himmel
sluit zich om mijn huis: deuren,schließt sich um mein Haus: Türe,

ramen, verdwijnen.Fenster, verschwinden.

Poem H6240
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 2. "No more doors, nor windows", 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 
 

Summer evenings, when

the warmth of the sun still hangs --


between long shadows.


Zomeravonden,Sommerabende,
de warmte hangt nog tussen --die Wärme hängt noch zwischen --

lange schaduwen.den langen Schatten.

Poem H6205
Amsterdam, 2026-04-18
My struggle 6. The End (Karl Ove Knausgård) - 2011
Autobiographical novel "Min Kamp. Sjette bok" (translated 2018), part 8 - Mid-August 2009, Malmö
Collection: Writing
Tribute to: Knausgård, Karl Ove 
 

Zywa The Devil's Child (End of summer)

I've been initiated, in classrooms
in workshops and at home
in bed, I knew it for sure, I too

am a devil's child
such a person who, in flesh
and blood, can live on pleasure

who smears soap on his skin
places incense between his clothes
puts on an apron and prepares dinner

Every bite, every kiss
is a yes from my senses
and I can't be more earthly

than, out of lust, jointly
initiating a new human

being into a body

Poem 4145
Amsterdam, 2021-11-26
Collection: The Yellow House Museum
 

Zywa The Royal Child (Full summer)

Everything flows easily
I also rely on that
I do what I like

In the eyes of others
I sit on a throne, so
they ask for my guidance

and I pay attention
to what they want to achieve
It costs me the freedom

to go my own way
but the better I see
what people do, understanding

the course of lives better
and sometimes I can lead them
I don't have a guide myself

and I always have to
step off the throne
and step back by myself

Poem 4141
Amsterdam, 2021-11-25
Collection: The Yellow House Museum
 

Zywa The Dreamchild
(Early summer)

I don't need to dream
of emperors and dragons
I'm like them myself
a focal point

of energy
finding free ways where
it desires to flow to
or away from

I dream of
renewing
what is stuck
or run off track

passing on order
to the fire
water, earth
and air of life

Poem 4138
Amsterdam, 2021-11-24
Collection: The Yellow House Museum
Dedicated to: Honglin L 
 

Zywa Summer evening

On the veranda, we wait
for coolness, a fresh shower
Only with us there is light

Nobody sees us
nobody is at home
What is he thinking of?

Not of me, fortunately
I'm already hot
in my underwear

I keep quiet
otherwise he'll fancy
and that takes me too long

The nights are so short
we need sleep
no sweaty sex

Poem 4074
Amsterdam, 2021-10-31
Summer evening (Edward Hopper) - 1947
Painting
Collection: NightWatch
Tribute to: Hopper, Edward 
 

Everything could be,

tonight, and it cannot be --


It's so sweltering!


Alles zou kunnen,Alles könnte sein,
vanavond, maar het kan niet --dennoch ist es unmöglich --

zo bloedheet is het.so glutheiß ist es.

Poem S1267
Train Amsterdam-Alkmaar, 2021-10-22
Collection: NightWatch
 

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!

Poem H2579
Amsterdam, 2019-10-08
Collection: Summer birds
Dedicated to: Moniek R 
 

Zywa Hibiscusdays

The scarecrow has fallen
dried up in the heat
of the hibiscus days

The flowers rust
the forest is coppice
and my blood turns sour

Fabric softener does not help
dandruff and flakes everywhere
itchy beard stubble

Sore bones, sleep deprivation
the smell of melting rubber
ashes of dead fungi

The pounding of the sun

Poem 2203
Amsterdam, 2019-04-13
Collection: PumicePieces
 

Early summer: ice

creams, wasps, and maybe splinters --


in the bushes (sex).


Weer zomer: ijsjes,Frühsommer: Eiscremes,
wespen, misschien ook splinters --Wespen, vielleicht auch Splitter --

in de bosjes (seks).im Gebüsch (beim Sex).

Poem H1870
Amsterdam, 2017-11-26
splinters (Laura van der Haar) - 2014
Poem (collection "Bodemdrang")
Collection: Rasping ants
Tribute to: Van der Haar, Laura 
 

Summery silence:

curtains closed, and the window --


is on a spacer.


Zomerse stilte:Stille des Sommers:
gordijnen dicht, en het raam --die Vorhänge geschlossen --

staat op een klosje.ein Klotz im Fenster.

Poem H1797
Amsterdam, 2017-09-15
Now (Chris van Schagen) - 1925
Poem "Nu" (collection "Narrenwijsheid")
Collection: SoulSenseSun
Tribute to: Van Schagen, Chris 
 

Zywa The slow time

In bed, in the dark
below the dyke I hear
the hum of the river

vessels curve heavily
loaded in the bend
of the slow time

where we never venture, knowing
what happened to that boy
whom nobody knows anymore

where we swim in summer
a few strokes to
and fro in the bay

build lookouts
and are bored
with the creep of

the little waves
the long barges
the slow time

peering
at new cars or other
cargo on deck

Poem 826
Amsterdam, 2016-11-09
Collection: Local traffic
 

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