I decide now, if

that is even possible:


I am not afraid!


Ik besluit het nu,Ich entscheide, wenn's
als dat al mogelijk is:überhaupt möglich ist: Ich --

Ik ben niet meer bang!habe keine Angst!

Poem H5682
Amsterdam, 2025-07-13
A quest for reality (Frida Vogels) - 1994
The first line of the first poem, "A quest for reality", is the assignment for writing the collection, published as "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3") - 1952, Amsterdam
Collection: ThereFrom
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida 
 

No shining armour

for me, on my way to the --


fairytale castle.


Zonder een wit paardIn einer kalten
waad ik me zelf een weg naar --Realität wate ich --

het sprookjeskasteel.hin zum Märchenschloss.

Poem H5523
Amsterdam, 2025-05-28
With a photo of Paul wading through the Elz near Burg Eltz (July 2nd, 1978, Wierschem) - Not Prince Charming

Paul

Collection: Local traffic
Dedicated to: Lotte W, Paul J 
 

Would you lose weight if

there's a deposit of your --


full year's salary?


Afvallen: lukt jeAbnehmen: klappt es
dat tegen een borgsom van --mit einer Kaution, zwar die --

jouw jaarsalaris?deines Jahreslohn?

Poem S2659
Amsterdam, 2025-05-12
Seven kinds of hunger (Renate Dorrestein) - 2016
Novel "Zeven soorten honger", part Monday, chapter One
Collection: Local traffic
Tribute to: Dorrestein, Renate 
 

Losing weight: fighting

seven dragons, seven kinds --


of being hungry.


Afvallen: zevenAbnehmen: sieben
draken bevechten, zeven --Drachen bekämpfen, sieben --

soorten van honger.Arten von Hunger.

Poem S2663
Amsterdam, 2025-05-12
Seven kinds of hunger (Renate Dorrestein) - 2016
Novel "Zeven soorten honger", part Monday, chapter Four
Part Tuesday, chapter Three: hunger of the eye (images of food), the nose (smells), the ear (eating and cooking sounds, talking about food), the mouth (the activity of eating), the head (conditioning to eat), the stomach (low blood sugar), the heart (emptiness)

Collection: Local traffic
Tribute to: Dorrestein, Renate 
 

Paralysed she drags

herself to the distant house --


Over golden grass.


Verlamd sleept ze zichGelähmt schleppt sie sich
voort naar het verlaten huis --zu dem verlassenen Haus --

Over gouden gras.Durch goldenes Gras.

Poem H5149
Amsterdam, 2024-12-28
Christina's world (1948, Andrew Wyeth)
This is my Body (Renate Dorrestein) - 1997

Novella "Want dit is mijn lichaam", the translation of the Words of Institution: "Hoc est enim Corpus Meum", chapter April
Painting "Maria's wereld", based on "Christina's world" (1948, Andrew Wyeth), being Anna Christina Olson, who was disabled by polio

Collection: Lack
Tribute to: Dorrestein, Renate; Wyeth, Andrew 
 

I was trying to

pull my hand loose, but my will --


then got stuck somewhere.


Ik probeer mijn handIch kann meine Hand
los te trekken, maar mijn wil --nicht losziehen, mein Wille --

blijft ergens steken.hapert irgendwo.

Poem H4879
Amsterdam, 2024-08-26
The Black Prince (Iris Murdoch) - 1973
Comical novel, A Celebration of Love, part Two
Collection: Dreams of love
Tribute to: Murdoch, Iris 
 

I am motionless,

my will is like a goshawk --


exalted and still.


Ik beweeg me niet,Ich bewege nicht
mijn wil is als een havik --mein Wille wie ein Habicht --

verheven en stil.erhoben und still.

Poem H4845
Amsterdam, 2024-08-12
The Three Arrows (Iris Murdoch) - 1972
Play, Act Two, scene Two
Collection: Dreams of love
Tribute to: Murdoch, Iris 
 

The speaker pauses,

he is impatient, but can --


force himself to wait.


De spreker pauzeert,Der Redner verstummt,
hij is ongeduldig, maar --obwohl ungeduldig, zwingt --

dwingt zich te wachten.er sich zum Warten.

Poem H4807
Amsterdam, 2024-07-26
Frankissstein: a love story (Jeanette Winterson) - 2019
Novel, The mind is the matrix
Collection: Loves Tricks Gains Pains in the years 2010-2019
Tribute to: Winterson, Jeanette 
 

He's not even scared,

down here in the underworld --


What got into him?


Hij is niet eens bang,Er hat nicht einmal
hier in de onderwereld --Angst, hier in der Unterwelt --

Wat bezielt hem toch?Was ist denn mit ihm?

Poem H4774
Amsterdam, 2024-07-15
Chorus "Who is the bold youth?" (Ranieri de' Calzabigi / Christoph Willibald Gluck) - 1762
Chorus "Chi mai dell'Erebo" / "Quel est l'audacieux" from the opera "Orfeo ed Euridice" ("Orpheus and Eurydice"), second act, first scene
Collection: Stall
Tribute to: De' Calzabigi, Ranieri 
Composer: Gluck, Christoph W. 
 

She quickly locks - click -

her little mouth and swallows --


up the little key.


Gauw doet ze klikklikKlickklick verschließt sie
haar mondje op slot en slikt --ihren kleinen Mund und schluckt --

het sleuteltje door.den kleinen Schlüssel.

Poem H3802
Amsterdam, 2023-04-25
I'm not there (Lize Spit) - 2020
Novel "Ik ben er niet", page 151
Collection: Shelter
Tribute to: Spit, Lize 
 

Their will controlled him,

archangel or not, he just --


had to obey them.


Hun wil bedwong hem,Ihr Wille zwang ihn,
aartsengel of niet, hij moest --Erzengel oder nicht, er --

hen gehoorzamen.musste gehorchen.

Poem S1566
Amsterdam, 2022-11-16
The Satanic Verses (Salman Rushdie) - 1988
Novel, chapter III. L-O-N-D-O-N §2
Collection: Sludge
Tribute to: Rushdie, Salman 
 

All my magic spells

come from knowledge, study and --


lots of willpower.


Al mijn toverkunstMeine Zauberkunst
komt voort uit kennis, studie --kommt vom Wissen, vom Üben --

en heel veel wilskracht.und viel Willenskraft.

Poem H3278
Amsterdam, 2022-04-19
Circe (Madeline Miller) - 2018
Novel
Collection: Finethreads
Tribute to: Miller, Madeline 
 

I do, yes I do,

but it has to be my way --


otherwise I'll leave.


Ik wil, ja ik wil,Ich will, ja ich will,
maar dan wel op mijn manier --wenn es auf meine Art geht --

anders ga ik weg.ansonsten ist's aus.

Poem H3237
Amsterdam, 2022-03-24
Collection: The climbing house
 

Zywa My tiger stays in bed

I cry with misery, inside
I collapse, again, again
I have to fire myself
to hold on

Time is short and goes so fast
but I have to go to bed
to lie down with my tiger
and get up with it

Homely chatter in the kitchen
the soup is already smelling and
I know there are candles burning
If only I could sleep

I shiver when I put back the blanket
I'll move the bed to the winter side
My tiger stays in bed
and rolls over again

The dry tears contract
my skin, come on, out
there are blackberries and
smell, smell the fresh bread

I pull myself together
caress the stiff parts
and wrap up myself nicely
as the tiger I've been

Poem 4011
Amsterdam, 2021-10-11
Collection: On living on [1]
Dedicated to: Maria Godschalk 
 

The choice you have made

is the heart of the matter:


your free will, acting.


De kern van de zaakDer Kern der Sache
is wat je gekozen hebt:ist das, was du gewählt hast:

jouw wil, die handelt.dein Wille, handelnd.

Poem H2459
Amsterdam, 2019-05-08
The china shop - Faxing to Ger #2 (Nicolien Mizee) - 2018
Diary-novel "De porseleinkast - Faxen aan Ger"
Collection: In the shadow
Tribute to: Mizee, Nicolien 
 

If possible you'll

succeed, the impossible --


has never happened.


Het zal je lukken,Wenn möglich schafft man
als het kan, iets dat niet kan --es, etwas Unmögliches --

is nog nooit gebeurd.ist noch nie passiert.

Poem H2324
Amsterdam, 2018-11-13
Threshing-floor laden with confetti (Franca Treur) - 2009
Novel "Dorsvloer vol confetti", chapter Threshing wheat
Collection: Rasping ants
Tribute to: Treur, Franca 
 

In bed, he torments

me, but I can endure it --


and can fall asleep.


Hij kwelt me in bed,Er quält mich im Bett,
maar ik kan het volhouden --aber ich kann durchhalten --

en ook inslapen.und auch einschlafen.

Poem H1961
Amsterdam, 2018-01-04
Diary 1977-1978 (Frida Vogels) - 2014
"Dagboek 1977-1978" - October 5th, 1977, Bologna
Collection: Helices
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida 
 

Can I be myself,

not let go, but from now on --


just control myself?


Kan ik mezelf zijn,Kann ich ich selbst sein,
me niet laten gaan, mezelf --mich nicht gehen lassen, mich --

in de hand houden?hinfort beherrschen?

Poem S0534
Amsterdam, 2017-09-19
Diary 1958-1959 (Frida Vogels) - 2006
"Dagboek 1958-1959" - July 23rd, 1959, Milan
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida 
 

I climb the mountain,

gasp and emit vapour clouds --


on top I whistle.


Ik beklim de berg,Die Bergbesteigung:
stoot hijgend stoomwolken uit --ich stoße Dampfwolken aus --

en boven fluit ik.oben pfeife ich.

Poem H0719
Amsterdam, 2014-01-31
Collection: The King
 

Through the shifting sand

my foot steps in ice water --


but I don't turn back.


Door het stuifzand heenDurch Staubsand hindurch
stapt mijn voet in ijswater --trete ich in Eiswasser --

maar ik keer niet om.doch ich kehr nicht um.

Poem H0212
Amsterdam, 2012-02-13
Collection: Life line 
 

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