(The Netherlands, 1945)
© Tineke de Lange
BiographyFrank Koenegracht is one of the best, albeit not yet best-known, poets of the Dutch language area. His poetry has often been described as funny, a poetry in which reality tends to ‘get agreeably out of hand’. ‘Agreeable’ may be a less than apt qualification of what Koenegracht does.
Hopelessly lost amongst the revellers at the party of life, the poet has no choice but to join them in feigned high spirits: ‘Shall we dance, my love?’ He is a master of the light fantastic, this poet. He had better be. He has no choice.
© Erik Menkveld (Translated by Ko Kooman)[Frank Koenegracht took part in the Poetry International Festival Rotterdam 2005. This text was written on that occasion.]
Camping de vrijheid, De Bezige bij, Amsterdam, 1976
Stichting de drie lichten, De Bezige Bij, Amsterdam, 1980
Epigrammen, De Bezige Bij, Amsterdam, 1986
Zwaluwstaartjes, De Bezige Bij, Amsterdam, 1994
Alles valt, De Bezige Bij, Amsterdam, 1999
Vroege sneeuw, De Bezige Bij, Asmterdam, 2003
Lekker dood in eigen land, De Bezige Bij, Amsterdam, 2012
Alle gedichten, De Bezige Bij, Amsterdam, 2019
Essay about Koenegracht
LantarenVenster – Verhalenhuis Belvédère