Auteur: Anne Vollaard

I remember love
in the shape of an A … Lees verderShape

See how doors turn in their hinges,
conversations tilt, glasses tumble, … Lees verderJust

Go out and go home.
Write a book and read. … Lees verderBoth ways

All those places we go to.
And what are we waiting for, … Lees verderPlaces

How time stutters
between blankets,
work and supper. … Lees verderHow

The weight of the curtains
I close for the evening, … Lees verderGlaze

Don’t forget that cracks
sound different than shards, … Lees verderSomeone

Some words keep singing in my mind.
I try to understand for many years … Lees verderSing

The air is thick of words
that I am about to say.
… Lees verderHinge

Do birds also have birthdays, she asks. … Lees verderBirth of a bird