Zywa - Hello Poetry

Zywa Jan 2024

You don't live to get

to know yourself, nonetheless --

it is part of it.

Novel "Perfecte stilte" ("Perfect silence", 2011, Thomas Verbogt), chapter Ritual

Collection "Inmost [1]"

#life #selfknowledge

Zywa Dec 2023

I half-hold her hand,

it's the cautious beginning --

of saying goodbye.

Novel "Perfecte stilte" ("Perfect silence", 2011, Thomas Verbogt), chapter To help us

Collection "After the festivities"

#goodbye #bestwishes

Zywa Dec 2023

Should I continue

her life, and keep inventing --

how she would do things?

Novel "Perfecte stilte" ("Perfect silence", 2011, Thomas Verbogt), chapter Looking back

Collection "Stall"

#memoryofalovedone #goodbye

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"

#life #courseoflife #diary

Zywa Dec 2023

Our conversations

are silent conversations --

There is no anger.

"Grote acht" ("Big Eight" - route of two circles in dressage, 2005, Vrouwkje Tuinman), chapter Twenty-one (years old)

Collection "Em Brace"

#together #connected #silence #parents

Zywa Dec 2023

The corner café

must close, because times have changed --

There is a new law.

Song "Adieu café" ("Goodbye café", 1969, Willem Wilmink, sung by Herman van Veen)

Collection "Over"

#caf #goodbye #melancholy

Zywa Dec 2023

What does my father

smell like inside, how much worse --

than his stinking breath?

"Grote acht" ("Big Eight" - route of two circles in dressage, 2005, Vrouwkje Tuinman), chapter Eleven (years old) #2

Collection "Within the walls"

#father #parents #intimacy