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Zywa 6d
The road has lost us,

we have left it, over there --


it's looking for us.
Poem "Over de weg" ("The road", 1998, Eva Gerlach)

Collection "Passage Passion"
Zywa Nov 20
There is a boulder

in the middle of the road --


there is a boulder.
Poem "No meio do caminho" ("In the middle of the road", 1928, Carlos Drummond de Andrade)

Collection "Here &Now&"
Zywa Jul 14
Not the way it is,

only the way it happens –


my life is okay.
Autobiographical account "De harde kern" - 1 ("The *******" - 1, 1966, Frida Vogels) and "Diary 1966-1967" (2009) - May 15th, 1966 in Blaricum

Collection "Trench Walking"
Zywa Jun 20
The joyful crowd throws

me into his arms, we laugh --


and then I lose him.
Song "La foule" ("The crowd", 1958, Michel Rivgauche, sung by Édith Piaf, music Ángel Cabral, 1936: the Peruvian waltz "Que nadie sepa mi sufrir" ["Let no one know my suffering"], text Enrique Dizeo)

Collection "Loves Tricks Gains Pains in the 40s and 50s"
Zywa Jun 11
You'll live long enough

to celebrate successes --


and suffer failures.
Novel "Victory City" [Vijayanagar >> Bisnaga] (2023, Salman Rushdie), part 1: Birth, chapter 1

Collection "Low gear"
Zywa Mar 25
The shadows are long,

I'm waiting, it's getting dark --


it's coming closer.
Song "Not Dark Yet" (1997, Bob Dylan, album "Time Out of Mind")

Collection "Great Stream"
Zywa Dec 2023
I just stopped writing

that diary of mine since --


it is never true.
"Grote acht" ("Big Eight" - route of two circles in dressage, 2005, Vrouwkje Tuinman), chapter [*] #12

Collection "Held/True"
Zywa Dec 2023
The tension is gone:

it's important, or it's not --


and now it comes out.
Novel "Perfecte stilte" ("Perfect silence", 2011, Thomas Verbogt), chapter A contrived thought

Collection "Thinkles Lusionless"
Zywa Dec 2023
I just see fragments

of my life, only too late --


I understand them.
Novel "Midnight's Children" (1981, Salman Rushdie), chapter 1-8 "Tick, tock"

Collection "Low gear [2]"
Zywa Dec 2023
Look at the people

around me to understand --


the course of my life.
Novel "Midnight's Children" (1981, Salman Rushdie), chapter 1-8 "Tick, tock"

Collection "Low gear [2]"
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