Jeltje Fanoy #57 Amsterdam (mid 1990s)

An ageing uncle's dark premonitions,
not to be taken lightly, he was
notorious for seeing crucial details
of railway station platforms
when asked by grief-stricken strangers,
in search of loved ones, after the war


I walk away from his house, it's the middle
of winter, an old man is sheltering, asleep, I think, 
in the entrance of an abandoned shop


A second visit to Amsterdam, summer, friends tell me
they see more of me, than of each other, and
laugh.... because that's ridiculous...!


I return with a vague but urgent message, something
about keeping in touch.... for everyone