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A Day with the Cats
I spend the day at home with my cats,doing exactly what they do:I sleep when they sleep;I eat when they eat(from my own dish on the kitchen floor);I play when they play;I remain on all fours,keeping as much as possibleat floor… Continue reading
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Suffering
It may be true,as my father liked to say,that suffering builds character.I'm willing to acknowledgethat suffering can (and has)built something along the linesof patience, empathy and stamina,but I do believe sufferingcan destroy character as well,bringing despair, anger, hurt, confusion,… Continue reading
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Failure
Take risks. Failure is,at the very least,a place you're not in now. Text and image © 2012 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved. Continue reading
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The Steady
There are waysto be renewedby the ancient:stand silent and mindful in a rank of redwood minarets, beneath a sequined Montana night, at the apex of a Mayan pyramid, on the unsteady edge of an ocean's immensity, … Continue reading
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Ten-Thousand Poems
Today, around the globe,ten-thousand poems shall be written,one, perhaps, by me. Each begins with an ache,likely echoing another's ache–answering, enflaming, soothing… But most(this one?)may never be sent beyond these few, ruled lines,never find life beyond this page,lost to all but… Continue reading
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March 14, 2012
I stand at the sink.In the sink are a coffee cup,a cereal bowl,and a spoon.At this moment,the energy it will taketo move these three itemsfrom the sink to the dishwasherseems overwhelming.I can not do it. This is depression. For me,… Continue reading
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Who You Are
Though loss follows loss,you are not diminished.If anything,you becomemore clearly, purely, simplywho you are. Imagine yourself a crystal goblet,sparklingly empty,reflector and refractor of Light–an object of beauty breathtaking,ready to be filledwith the attainableand the inconceivable. Text and image © 2012 by… Continue reading
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Stopping by a Wall in the Early Morning
Whose pants are these? I think I know.His home is up a block or so.My little Nikon thinks it queerThat I should snap a photo here. Why drape them so? At whose behest?Seems lacking logic at its bestFor jeans to… Continue reading
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Michigan Trees, 2
Towering over the house,a hissing, blowing, shakingtemple of treesfills my room and dreamswith whispering, sibilant, sleeptime worship. I lie motionless and silent in my bed,awed. Text and image © 2012 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved. Continue reading