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  • O Antiphons: Key of David

        O come, thou Key of David, come,        and open wide our heavenly home;    make safe the way that leads on high,        and close the path to misery. The Key is on its way;hold on a… Continue reading

  • Self-Care

    What doesself-carelook likefor you? For meit's silence,solitude,a blank page,a pen. What doesself-carelook likefor you? Text and image © 2013 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved.    Continue reading

  • Writing Again

    My muse unleashed, unfettered,roams the grounds like a dog in heat,whimpering, whining, trotting from tree to tree,eager, alert, responding to every new sight, sound, scent,gathering sensations, collecting,distracted always but distilling everything. She returns at dusk,sweaty, tired, sated,flops beside me on… Continue reading

  • 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

  • A Diner in Central PA

    sepia photos on the wallsoldthe color of memory a brick house shadowed by tall treesa two-story business districta trolley car linked to overhead lines this could be my historymy history pinned to these wallslong enough ago nowto be a curiosityfor… Continue reading

  • Convergence

    In the center of the villageseven dusty paths converge. An old man livesin a thatched hut that standsjust to the West. He watches and listensas each travelercompletes the journey. Older than the forest,more patient than the ocean,more stately than cranes,he… Continue reading

  • Winter Wish #8

    This winter,may a catfind heaven on your lap. Close your eyes,and he will purr youacross the border of selfinto the plains of presence. Text and image © 2012 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved.   Continue reading

  • The Escape

    It wasn't that my ownerdidn't love and care for me,but when the leash snapped–oh, I was free… Joy:tracing scents through woodland leaves,yapping unrestricted after taunting squirrels,pooping and peeing    whenever and wherever the urge struck– Canine nirvana! Then I crossed the boundary    between holiday… Continue reading

  • What the Cats Might Know

    Do my cats understandthey're adopted? Text and image © 2012 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved. Continue reading

  • The Tears of Fish

    Small fish, lost fish,swimming in search of home: When you cry,what happens to your tears? Text and image © 2012 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved. Continue reading