Monthly Archives: May 2010

wat blijft komt nooit terug

I found an old poetry book on my book shelf next to my bed.

A collection of mainly contemporary Dutch poetry with some translations from other languages into Dutch by the poet as well.

I found one poem I always really like. Its called “wat blijft komt nooit terug” – what stays never comes back. how true. how beautiful.

I am single now because I actually want to be. I choose to be.

Why? Because I have decided I no longer want my relationships to be based on “need” but on “want”.

I don’t want to be together with someone because I feel like I ‘need’ them. I want to be together with someone and not ‘need’ them at all and be with them rather because I simply ‘want’ to be.

people don’t get it. at all. they think needing is the highest form of wanting. it isn’t. it never was and it never will be.

if someone says to me ‘I need you’ – it is not a compliment, it has much less to do with me than it does with their own weakness and dependence. people don’t get that.

Wat blijft komt nooit terug

(J. Eijkelboom)

Nevelverscheurend
kraait een haan
vanuit onzichtbare
tuin achter vage huizen,
het rozerood van de dageraad
al in top.

In een andere tuin
voerde ik grootmoeders kippen
nadat een andere haan
mij had gewekt
op de donkere vliering
die geurde naar appels.

Ik hoor dit nu,
ik zie dat nog.
Het blijft bij me en
ik kan het niet vasthouden
al zou ik zelf
een kippenhok gaan bouwen
(ik zou dan trouwens
ter vervolmaking
die gedempte stinksloot
achter de tuin
ook opnieuw moeten graven).

It’s Been A While…

for some reasons unknown to me both back then as well as now, that was one of my favourite songs for a long time. it somehow somewhere spoke to me.

I don’t know who I would sing this to apart from myself, but being in Israel right now, clearing my head, filtering what are my own thoughts from the thoughts of others, feeling free again, feeling independent again, it somehow comes back to me. And in a split second everything makes sense. It obviously doesn’t. But it does. And it’s been a while.

It’s been a while
Since I could hold my head up high
and it’s been a while
Since I first saw you
It’s been a while
since i could stand on my own two feet again
and it’s been a while
since i could call you
But everything I can’t remember as fucked up as it may seem
the consequences that I’ve rendered
I’ve stretched myself beyond my means

It’s been a while
since i could say that i wasn’t addicted and
It’s been a while
Since I could say I love myself as well and
It’s been a while
Since I’ve gone and fucked things up just like i always do
It’s been a while
But all that shit seems to disappear when i’m with you
But everything I can’t remember as fucked up as it may seem
the consequences that I’ve rendered
I’ve gone and fucked things up again

Why must i feel this way?
just make this go away
just one more peaceful day

Its been awhile
Since I could look at myself straight
and it’s been awhile
since i said i’m sorry
It’s been awhile
Since I’ve seen the way the candles light your face
It’s been awhile
But I can still remember just the way you taste
But everything I can’t remember as fucked up as it may seem
I know it’s me i cannot blame this on my father
he did the best he could for me

It’s been a while
Since I could hold my head up high
and it’s been a while since i said i’m sorry