Photography
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Moving II
From within the few, still-taped boxes,most of which display the orange, Home-Depot logo,muffled voices ask, "Why are we still packed?" "Just stop," I say. "Be thankful you're here.We shall all find our place… eventually." Text and image © 2013 by Dirk deVries. All rights… Continue reading
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The Lowly Wurlitzer
Not to be confused withThe Mighty Wurlitzer,that magnificentdual console,four keyboard,58-rank organanchoring Radio City Music Hallon 6th Avenuein New York City, the lowly Wurlitzerjust moved into our study,a decades-old console pianothat spent its working lifeabsorbing the pounding and gouging,the musical indoctrinationof… Continue reading
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Toward Healing
I peeled back the bandage."This is my wound,"I said. "It looks like it's healing,"he said. "Yes, it is.It still hurts some,but nothing like before." "What's made the difference?" "I stopped pretendingit didn't exist,stopped telling myselfI shouldn't be hurt that badly.I… Continue reading
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The Woman of the Woods
She always says thingsI don't want to hear: "Your most signficant questsare always the hardest.Perseverancedemonstratesworthiness.Your destination will tasteall the sweeterfor the hardship." And with that,she pulled the hood of her cloak,back up over her graying hair,and disappeared among the pines.… Continue reading
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The Greater Longing
That thingyou desire(person or place or state of mind)–representsa truer, deeper desire. What we wantis but a glimmerof what we want. That person,that place,that state of mind–what is the greater longingwaiting beyond, within? Seek that. Text and image © 2013… Continue reading
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Transmutation
The ancient alchemistslong soughtthe philosopher's stone,which could transmutelead into gold. I have found it.It is simply this:kindness. Text and image © 2013 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved. Continue reading
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Dream
And as I dreamed,my skin dissolvedand I expanded,spread outward,a being of refracted lightsurrounded by beings of refracted light,no longer divided entitiesbut all part of a greater, glittering, interconnected whole. I knew my separate selfas illusion,and this wondrous, webbed oneness as life, … Continue reading
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The Heart in Pieces
Is this your heart,in pieces on the entry tile?Ah, it broke last nightjust as you made it home… I am sorry–I recall the pain of it,and the need to leave the pieceswhere they fall,perhaps to pick up later(which we almost… Continue reading
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Beautifully Average
She announced to her mirrored self,"Today I shall celebratesimply being human.That is enough." She tilted her blue, velvet bereta little to the left,smiled acceptingly,and walked out the door,for now, at least,beautifully average. Text and image © 2013 by Dirk deVries.… Continue reading