MARIAN EIKELHOF

MARIAN EIKELHOF

Grief

I waved with the wind while dreaming.

Like a hawk seeing every detail.

And all I could finally look for were you...

now you are on the other side

at least I have something to look forward to when I die

the sound of boiling water reminds me

every boring second

there is still life

and I was going to make myself a cup of tea

feels as if the sun is a traitor today

a bloody pervert

shining in my face

like a mad Max

hurting

please Lord

dim the light.

In Quarantine

Why do you ask me

whether I feel unhappy

and my day takes a bath in despair

captured within four walls

only wifi, virtual hugs, no kisses

slowly freezing

in a doomed scenario

assuming my house is not a castle

but a prison

leaving my body sleepless

in need of alcohol, pills,

addicted to an illusion

silencing our fear

the concept of fatality

as if missing fresh air

were as bad as being on a ventilator

fighting for breath

blood clots in your lungs

nurses in astronaut suits

as your only angels

guiding you on the road of death.

Poem For My Brother

Theo

I remember how you told me

not to fear death.

you, so strong so calm, so self-assure,

it was as if she was never going to grab you

and not I

but you'd be left behind.

MARIAN EIKELHOF

  

MARIAN EIKELHOF is a poet who works in her daily life as a psychologist. Her work inspires her to write about the emotional aspects of life. Not only she describes feelings of love, intimacy and desire, but also, she reflects about states of profound sadness and feelings of emptiness. On the whole she criticizes dehumanisation and an ongoing process of alienation in human relationships. Marian’s poetry book “a zero-hour contract with life” has been translated from Dutch into English and Turkish. She writes in several prestigious magazines and is a peace activist defending humanity by attending poetry festivals in Europe and Latin America.