seasons
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It’s Over
"Put the tinsel down,"she said. "But…but, I'm not ready,"I protested. "We have to put this stuff away.We've talked about this." "But why?Why do we have to put it away?Why not leave it up all year?" "Because if it were up… Continue reading
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What Waits Within
The blooming roselives within the bud,the blood-red tulipwithin the dormant bulb,the canopy of sheltering leaveswithin the bare branch braced against the raw winter wind. What then waitswithin you? Text and image © 2013 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved. Continue reading
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Missing Winter
Where are you winter?Where the scouring windsand white-rimed leaves,hold-overs from last season's arboreal couture?Where the leveling whiteness,the inward-driving respitefrom summer's relentless restlessness? Where are you winter? Our warm outerwear waits in darkness,wondering, worried;a feeling of abandonment settles like duston the… Continue reading
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Change
"Change is a'comin',"says the old man,leaning forward in his rockeron his age-warped porch. He looks to the sky,listens to the modulation in bird song,feels on his stubbled facethe shifting direction of the wind,tastes, smells things out of my reach,not even… Continue reading
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Everywhere at Once
Somewhere in our late-November neighborhooda dusty hearth cradles the season's first fire.Someone stares into those flames,cloaked in forest fragrance,holy as high-church incense. I close my eyes, inhale,am everywhere at once. Text and image © 2011 by Dirk deVries. All rights… Continue reading