Cabo San Lucas

  • Dismissal

    Give me a balcony(somewhere on the East coast of Mexico),air scented with hidden hyacinth(sweet, exotic, sensual),a waning moon and the evening's first star(just freed from the hazy horizon),and a fresh-pressed volume of poetry(Rumi? Oliver? Collins?). You may leave now. Text… Continue reading

  • Taking Risks

    When they ask me,"Can you do this or that?or such 'n such?"Yes has become my default response,even when the taskis untried and foreign.  I learn as I go. Without risk, I stay right here. And if I fail,then,at the very least,I find… Continue reading

  • Everyone Out!

    Whose tombs were emptied this Easter morn?The earth opened, upended,overturned like a shoeboxof faded photos and forgotten mementos: Everyone out! No more clinging to outdated transgressionsand threadbare insecurity. What you've never imaginedis all you see.  Text and image © 2011… Continue reading

  • In Your Journey

    In your journey to Godwhy stop for long conversationswith those whose speech scorches fertile earth,and those who build blockades,and those to whom you are invisible? Text and image © 2011 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved. Continue reading

  • Problems in the Garden of Eden

    "This isn't working out,"God says to the first man and first woman."I had this great plan,but you're not cooperating." "What's the problem?"the woman asks."Aren't we following the rules?" "Well, that's exactly it."God sighs and draws his hand across his face."I… Continue reading

  • Victory

    "Victory is mine!"boasts the executioner,holy writ in hand:"Now I chop off your head!" "No, victory is mine,"snarls the victim,holy writ in hand:"You'll burn forever in the fires of hell!" "Victory,"says God,with undertones of irony and amusement,"is not for the one… Continue reading

  • Artist’s Studio

    To some, it's merely a notebook,ruled lines on unnumbered pages,blue words floating on cream-colored paper. To me it's a pool of secrets.Holding my breath, I plunge through the pages,never knowing when or where I'll surface. Or if. Text and image… Continue reading

  • Just for Today

    Just for todaystop trying to get somewhere.Stop wanting anything in particular. Instead,experience where you are.Experience who you are. Just for today,let the mud settle.Let the water clear. Text and image © 2011 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved. Continue reading

  • The Actor

    When the curtain rose,she became god:her words, her emotions:she owned the scene, the stage, the audience:no limit to her mastery. Text and image © 2011 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved. Continue reading

  • Writing a Poem

    My aim?To authentically capturea chipped fragmentof human experience. It may not be my experience,and it may not be your experience,but when I succeed,the words echo inside us both,as if they may–in another life, time, place–be ours. Then it is a… Continue reading