Totally White Room
Summary
Kouwenaar often wrote about death, but in this work it is much more personal. He wrote: ‘poet, nothing rhymes with death’. Yet in this collection, from a figuratively point of view, everything is in tune with death, with a marvellous choice of words, which will appeal to many readers.
Kouwenaar’s earlier work was somewhat hermetic. This collection is more accessible. In his earlier work he often uses the pronoun ‘one’ in his poems, in Totally White Room this changes to ‘you’ and ‘I’. Yet he retains his characteristic use of metaphors. Even though he writes in free verse, all his poems show an almost hypnotic rhythm. His style is immediately recognisable as that of a poet of the highest order who knows exactly what he wants to achieve.
Poet, I’m here again for a moment, jolted
awake in you, I’m walking with you
through the stilled future of our past
The wonderful title poem Totally White Room was inspired by him and his wife painting one of the rooms in their French holiday home completely white. A poem about loss, memories and saying goodbye and justifying this in writing. A white room that can be coloured in by the reader’s own experiences. This makes this very personal poem so universal.
Let’s make the room white one more time
one more time the totally white room, you, me
this won’t save time, but one more time
make the room white, now, never again later
we’ll almost echo perfection
our lines more white than legible
so one more time that room, once and for all total
the way we lay there, lie, shall lie there
more white than, together –
This collection not only eulogizes his wife but also his oeuvre.
Poet and translator Lloyd Haft created the wonderful and meticulous translation.
We’re delighted to make one of the best Dutch language poetry collections available to English speaking readers.
The poems
a glass to break
a latter day
while the dragonfly
a spring
a happy childhood
when we were still young
mumbling
winter stands still
a glass to break
four variations on a triptych
1
2
3
4
between times
stroll in the park
words on glass
poem made of stone
water path
poets musicians
one
between times
totally white room
words like these
totally white room
mind, word
not written
in the orchard
when we
poême, lancôme
so peaceful the evening