Zywa - Hello Poetry

Zywa May 2

Children wonder what

it would be like to be dead --

but not: to be old.

Essay "Laat me niet alleen" ("Don't leave me alone", 2008, Renate Dorrestein), chapter "Step Six: Let's face our fears"

Collection "Old sore"

#fantasy #curiosity #childhood

Zywa May 2

[ Am I as good a ]

Am I as good a

friend, a lover, a driver --

as I think I am?

Novel "Zolang er leven is" ("As long as there is life", 2004, Renate Dorrestein), part 3, Winter, chapter Spoken (Ghosts)

Collection "Old sore"

#selfimage #identity

Zywa May 1

[ My birthplace: a bed ]

My birthplace: a bed,

actually, I happen --

to know where on earth.

Childhood memories "Het warmtefort" ("The warmth fortress", 2022, Marieke Lucas Rijneveld), chapter Zetpoters (Seedlings)

Collection "Germ Substance"

#birthplace #worldview

Zywa May 1

[ Sometimes a child walks ]

Sometimes a child walks

in the hallway during class --

wearing the *** chain.

Childhood memories "Het warmtefort" ("The warmth fortress", 2022, Marieke Lucas Rijneveld), chapter De gladneuzen (The simple nosed bats)

Collection "Germ Substance"

#school #childhood

Zywa Apr 30

[ The future hides it- ]

The future hides it-

self like a chameleon --

in the blackest black.

The blackest black is Dark Chamaleon Dimers (specific dimers)

Collection "Local interest"

#black #future #chamaleon

Zywa Apr 30

[ The tables are set ]

The tables are set,

we are care-free, nervously --

our feast has begun.

For Koen K and Zusanne, four days before their wedding

Collection "Local interest"