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Zywa 8h
Inside the big clock,

time is moving, pushed forward --


by two road sweepers.
"Sweepers' clock" (2009, Maarten Baas) in the Erasmus Clinical Centre in Rotterdam

Collection "Local tardiness"
Zywa 8h
In the many books

that I like, I never read --


anything that's new.
Collection "Local tardiness"
Zywa 8h
Touching with caution
warmth upon warmth
kissing hairs

nails very softly
in circles and strokes
across your back

Everything safe, breathe
Falling asleep dreamlessly
and still know it

Whatever the day was like
whatever tomorrow's
program is: caressing hand

happy back
buttocks kiss
the warm belly
For Maria Godschalk

Collection "The Big Secret"
Zywa 8h
In Spain 'I' is: el

corazón, and 'happiness':


dos corazones.
For Linda B, on the occasion of her 60th birthday

Collection "The Big Secret"
Zywa 1d
Antivertising art:

an advertising column --


that is a mirror.
For Lotte W, with a photo of an advertising column on the corner of Rijnsburgstraat and Sloterkade in Amsterdam, covered by Mischa Rakier with mirroring HPL (High Pressured Laminate), October 1st, 2011

Collection "Local tardiness"
Zywa 1d
Do you understand,

or should I turn the drawing --


into a ******?
Collection "Local tardiness"
Zywa 1d
It is getting dark, we walk
away from the couples, who, just like us
have not seen the sun go down

The picnic baskets are empty
You pack up the peels and I
pretend to look past you and you

pretend I don't attract
your attention, knowing that
our skin is glowing for more
You are smoothly sculpted
like a Greek god

I brush through your hair
The sea moans under the rocks
Our room is still far away

but I can imagine you
hanging out nicely, kneadable
in the grip of my hand
September 24th, 1989

Collection "Take a picture, now"
Zywa 1d
I see her peeping,

she looks back to me and then --


we are both ashamed.
Collection "Take a picture, now"
Zywa 2d
I do feel peaceful,

however, in my longing --


I can't sleep at all.
Composition "Schlaflos (Notenbrief für Mathilde Wesendonck)" for piano ("Sleepless (Letter in notes for Mathilde Wesendonck)", 1856, Richard Wagner), performed by Geerten van de Wetering on ***** in the Organpark on April 14th, 2024

Collection "org ANP ark" #186
Zywa 2d
Loosened from the ropes,

the bells are chiming around --


in their ecstasy.
Composition "Timber" (2009, Michael Gordon) for six wooden semantra (woodblocks), partly performed in the Organpark on March 17th, 2024 by Joao Brito, Bruno Martins, Michal Kram, Ivo Stoyanov, Ferry Mommers, Ivan Boaro

Collection "org ANP ark" #179
Zywa 2d
When waking up
from my sleeplessness
I am tired

of the task
to create
a new past
anyhow

grafted onto
who I have been
with a family
and a mother
who knew me

to create
a second life
under a sun
bright enough

to warm me
and bleach
the shadows
Film "Trois couleurs: Bleu" - Liberté ("Three Colours: Blue" - Liberty, 1993, Krzysztof Kieslowski)

Collection "New Ago"
Zywa 2d
Destruction, and then

the dust settles, the wind blows --


Of a new era?
Decay, demolition and war

Collection "New Ago"
Zywa 3d
He sniffs, grazing
he comes closer
Only the birds watch

Warm breath explores
the skin of my desire
I smell what it does to him

Carefully he licks me
I let go of the world
My body trembles

in my consciousness, nameless
in his eyes, this is real
Not romance
Collection "Without reserve"
Zywa 3d
The pleasant strangeness

of your body, that body --


going its own way.
Collection "Without reserve"
Zywa 3d
More bicycles here

than houses, that makes sense, but --


where are the people?
For Lotte W and Madelief dK, with a photo of parked bicycles (August 12th, 2022, Amsterdam) - Singel, near the Raadhuisstraat

Collection "Local tardiness"
Zywa 3d
Empty waiting rooms

in the hospital, no one --


will become ill here.
Collection "Local tardiness"
Zywa 4d
Ouch, I fall down the

mountain, getting up hurts, I --


feel like a winner.
Autobiographical book "Heden ik" ("Today for me", 1993, Renate Dorrestein), about ME/CFS (myalgic encephalomyelitis/chronic fatigue syndrome), chapter 'First act' - Hodie mihi, cras tibi (today for me, tomorrow for thee)

Collection "Old sore"
Zywa 4d
On the train, I rest.

The longer the journey, the --


more rested I am.
Autobiographical book "Heden ik" ("Today for me", 1993, Renate Dorrestein), about ME/CFS (myalgic encephalomyelitis/chronic fatigue syndrome), chapter 'Third act' - Hodie mihi, cras tibi (today for me, tomorrow for thee)

Collection "Old sore"
4d · 35
This is real [1]
Zywa 4d
Everything is different, I am
really alive now, my friend laughs
Really, I dream

that the earth stands still
and the roses keep blooming
My nights are full

of expectation
and I will be saved
whenever it storms

No more accounts
of the benefits
of the doubts

about the future
of the world
and myself
Collection "Without reserve"
Zywa 4d
Romance has no

boundaries: everyone and --


everything is love!
For Lotte W and Madelief dK, with a photo of a birdhouse with the name 'Liebesnest' ('Love nest'), at Gasthaus Bürgisweier Bad (June 5th, 2011, Madiswil)

Collection "Without reserve"
5d · 51
Doe
Zywa 5d
Doe
As if I mocked him
or Love, so wounded
he dreams me

on swift legs
a doe-woman
without bow and arrow

graceful, and shy
slender, and modest
wise, but a woman

subject
to his desire
to possess

my desires
sharp in view
as I run, longingly

looking at him, panting
entangled in his hands
until he is satisfied
Ballet "Sylvia ou la nymphe de Diane" ("Sylvia or the nymph of Diane", 1876, music Léo Delibes, libretto Jules Barbier and Jacques de Reinach, after the 1573 poem "Aminta" by Torquato Tassos)

Collection "Froend"
Zywa 5d
I like to be soft,

but hard enough to resist --


the worldly hardness.
Collection "Froend"
Zywa 5d
The sun wakes me right

in my face: impossible!


Is the earth tilted?
Collection "Local inconveniences"
Zywa 5d
The movie actress

sits on horsehair, you see it --


because she feels it.
Film "The Phoenician Scheme" (2025, Wes Anderson) - Liesl sits on a horsehair mattress

Collection "Local inconveniences"
Zywa 6d
My toes on the ledge,

thinking how scary it is --


before I do it.
For Madelief dK and Lotte W, with a photo of a diver in the Jacob van Lennep Canal, on the Jean Dulieu Bridge (July 26th, 2013, Amsterdam) - Jean Dulieu is the author of 'Paulus de boskabouter' ('Paulus the woodgnome')
Zywa 6d
What year are we living in?
Is that song banned?
Shunned? Forgotten?
Is it that time yet?

Do men have better judgement?
Are they less fickle?
So women won't have to
be any more?

Don't they play
king and duke
like boys anymore?
Don't they brag

about conquests anymore
laughing at the jester
who says it's not funny?
La donna è mobile?
Play "Le roi s'amuse" ("The king has fun", 1832, Victor Hugo)

Opera "Rigoletto" (1851, Giuseppe Verdi
- "Rigolo" = funny-man, funny, amusing)
- Air "La donna è mobile" ("Woman is fickle") - Duca (the duke)

Collection "Froend"
Zywa 6d
Does a girl really

need to learn to see herself --


as their *** object?
Collection "Froend"
Zywa 7d
Neighbours: first a fence

needs to be installed, and then --


net curtains as well.
Collection "Truder"
Zywa 7d
The house creaks, little

brother leans over me, says:


I'll never collapse!
Collection "Death on Cast"
Zywa 7d
The stars live
seen from my bed
very deep
inside the window frame

Nice and cool you lie next to me
sleeping satisfied
my skin burns
where I miss you

in this longhouse, where we
only dared to make love
restrainedly, not used
to hear it from others

The rain rustles
that warm pleasure
of the children and for us
if there had been no neighbours

who would be ashamed
so we did it quietly
like the lash mites
when they mate
Collection "More"
Zywa 7d
To care about facts

and the actuality --


of a person’s mood.
Collection "More"
Jun 11 · 20
[ Recovery can ]
Zywa Jun 11
Recovery can

take a long time, like waiting --


for what is over.
Collection "Local tardiness"
Zywa Jun 11
Stand still where you are,

don't pass by cursorily --


as if in a set.
Collection "Local tardiness"
Jun 11 · 28
Panoramic view
Zywa Jun 11
Under the green splendor
of duckweed, the sun turns
away, fish disappear

natural
wonderful balance
of the night

the bed-warm water filter
of silver and silky
black feelings

the parasite flowers
on the waves of ebb and flow
under the large autumn moon

and my love is rolling
back and forth between friends
and lost
Collection "More"
Jun 11 · 22
[ I am in love, what ]
Zywa Jun 11
I am in love, what

a wonderful rush, a trip --


Peace and harmony.
Air "Dei colli nostri" ("Of our hills") from the pastoral drama "Il trionfo dell'amicizia e dell'amore" ("The triumph of friendship and love", 1711, Francesco Bartolomeo Conti), libretto Francesco Ballerini

Collection "More"
Zywa Jun 10
Light dances out from the club
It colours the wind
in my net curtain

The rain rustles and splashes
in the greasy gleam of the wet film
over the mud road through the village

A woman and a man appear
and play in their underwear
They push and slide

Mud on their skin, I watch
and undress in the dark
Where is my darling?
Collection "More"
Jun 10 · 55
[ Attention is nice ]
Zywa Jun 10
Attention is nice

even from a distance, but --


I miss our embrace.
Collection "More"
Zywa Jun 9
Through the shadowy grey
of who what when
the mornings are fuzzy

green of visitors that will dance
and laugh, tell stories
with many gestures

and always find a reason
to touch me and embrace
me intimately

It's all, but not enough
I don't want to crawl
away in my hole yet

Could I only hide
like the sun
and appear again

with wagtails in the garden
and playing children
outside
For Maria Godschalk (October 2021)

Collection "More"
Zywa Jun 9
Just like yesterday,

they arise from my branches:


lots of dayflowers.
For Maria Godschalk (August 2021)

Dayflower: Virginia spiderwort, Tradescantia virginiana

Collection "More"
Jun 8
Again
Zywa Jun 8
The click of the key
the shoes in the cabinet
the slight rustle in the toilet

and intimately the gleam
under the bathroom door, his smell
entering at my feet

I already know how
he slides towards me
carefully warming his hands

under his armpits
to caress me
from sleep to wonderful

and to make me stretch out
in a sea of time
where the wind rises

and hands and mouths
rush unstoppably
till the sky clears

And then
again
Collection "More"
Zywa Jun 8
Colourful birthday!

Those who don't know don't know you --


Unfortunately!
For Michi W (in July 2024)

Collection "More"
Zywa Jun 7
To be touched
I have to
be seen and heard

speak sweet words
with a smile
Ever sweeter words

But you
give me perfume, a fishnet dress
and black-red lingerie

You like to explore
me as new
with pinches and kisses

the hard in the weak
curious about my cuddliness
and the little sounds I will sigh

You have so little patience
and pay me little
attention
Collection "More"
Zywa Jun 7
Please hurry, help me,

I'm craving for attention --


Tell me a secret!
Collection "More"
Jun 6 · 34
Fading in the light
Zywa Jun 6
We do cartwheels
the bystanders call
for more, but my stomach
turns and the ceiling
turns too

Her face turns pale
I embrace her from behind
we dive into the depths
I feel dizzy, with a thud
I feel that there is a bottom

and then she swims away
Why are you going now?
For no reason, she smiles
at me with a sad look
Isn't it obvious?

I close my eyes
and watch her go, forever
a ****** to me, forever
her transparent face
fading in the light
Song "A whiter shade of pale" (1967 USA, Keith Reid, album "Procul Harum" van Procul Harum)

Collection "More"
Zywa Jun 6
My wish is growing,

I'm breathing life into it --


until it will pop.
Collection "More"
Zywa Jun 5
In bed I think you
close to me, I am -
my shapes in your hands
and can forget for a while

My belly on the inside full
of bruises, right there
I long for you, I want to feel
you and not know an hour

Clean and fragrant from the bath
happily ever after
******* and caressing
horsing around immortally

Do what I can do, dream
Take my mind off, change
my horizon until you are here
and eat something in between
For Maria Godschalk

Collection "More"
Zywa Jun 5
No goodbye: we stay

together, cheerful, nothing --


is for the last time.
For Maria Godschalk

Collection "More"
Jun 4 · 328
Sensitive love
Zywa Jun 4
There is a lot I can no longer
do spontaneously
I touch myself with caution
and rather let you look

than act, but sometimes
the tingling of your
caress arouses unfulfillable needs
deeper and deeper in me

They are sleeping
in my cells, still
desiring to jump you
but your hands ward me off

as a precaution, so sensitive
are our skin and our bones
so painful it can be
to wish to be young
Collection "More"
Zywa Jun 4
Even when we're not

together, I feel your love --


and I'm one with you.
Collection "More"
Zywa Jun 3
The calm in your eyes
on me opens me
You lie in me
like a long l
of love

The light has licked you clean
it sings of you the glorious song
of our years, which bridge
everything that separates us
and clothes us in differences

For us, love is
still a thick word
of desire, the l
that erects
when I undress
Painting "The Particularity of Nakedness" (1987, Marlene Dumas)

Poems "7. The Particularity of Nakedness", "liefdeswoord" ("word of love") and "skryfode" ("writing ode"), (2000, Antjie Krog, bundel "Kleur kom nooit alleen nie" ("Colour never comes alone"

Collection "More"
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