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Isn't everyone the 'refrain of other people's lives'? This collection has to do with the feeling that your own life is determined by other people.Arnold Jansen op de Haar (1962) moved from Arnhem to London in 2014. His emigration brought everything into focus. The poems of this collection combine to form a story. What makes somebody the person he is?What do you do when everyone has disappeared and you are the last one?Arnold Jansen op de Haar, shuttling between two countries, sets out in search of his history.at my birthmy own father called meson and heir for laterbut later is lastI am the refrain ofother people's livesI repeat a self-evident truth
Contents
an ordinary day first name 'I' merciless recalling on the other side of the water merciless loving london calling poet daily work written for whom london view the submerged land in a town like this in this town princesses of Portobello letter from Edinburgh highgate cemetery meanwhile on the home front angel the cycling jeweller morning walk poste restante poem for my 49th birthday the sleeping boy a discovery of wings farewell in this moment eternity lies wage war again anniversary of the dead so there are holes then finale acknowledgements
