Thursday, January 31, 2019


I live with the hope there will be no more poems. Then there are some stupid poems again and I think: may I take a nap? A guy like me has to write them down and before you realize you have a new collection.

Each poem is a thruth in itself. What Goethe once described as “schon dagewesen und noch da der Geist h├Ątte es ohnehin erfunden”.

‘Les chants de Maldoror’ by Lautreamont has also been very important to me. But I never managed to finish the book. Every now and then I had to stop because I found it so beautiful.

Also see:

Frozen poets - Sculptures, graves and other traces of poets

Dutch poetry in Indonesian language, translated by Siti Wahyuningsih and Albert Hagenaars

Critical reviews on modern Dutch poetry