Zywa Toast to our happiness

Only now
that I look out the window
and see no canal

with swans, paddlers
and people on the terrace
do I feel it is real

and I am not a guest
in this house with a staircase
and a strange toilet

Zoe is thinking of friends
a different school
after the holidays

Coco sets urine-marks around the garden
Slipsy is not allowed to go outside yet
and we see ourselves

in Nina, as a teenager
you are away more and more often
on your way to a house like this

There's a lot to do
we toast with old and new
neighbours, toast to our happiness

 Poem 4613
 Amsterdam, 2022-08-15
 Dedicated to: Eva W 
 Dedicated to: Kostas T 
 Collection: Moons 


Zywa Interplace

Only the radio is still here
the movers left
my house, an interplace now
a pause in the street

There, the inner garden
squirrels and tall trees
Standing at the window, warmth
on my face, in my clothes

The room is nicer now
swept, a sunny emptiness
with a windowsill of music
that I will take with me, in a little while

 Poem 1201
 Amsterdam, 2017-03-12
 Sun in an empty room (Edward Hopper) - 1963
 Painting
Film "Shirley: visions of reality (2013, Gustav Deutsch)

 Tribute to: Hopper, Edward 
 Tribute to: Deutsch, Gustav 
 Collection: NightWatch 

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