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  • At Sunset

    I stand barefootat the balcony door,looking outas evening  settles the city. Already the condo has filledwith shadows,some gray, like memory,others darker, like regret. If I am king of this castle,lord of this manor,why do I feel like a squatter,a pretender… Continue reading

  • Dervish

    Dervish for a day,I'm pulled into the circle–swirling spiritual protons and neutronsorbiting the Beloved,shuffling, kicking and hopping our wayto transformation of atomic proportions. Text and image © 2011 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved.   Continue reading

  • Easter

    Why look for the livingamong the dead? Why seek the Christin stagnation and repression? Resurrect! Text and image © 2011 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved. Continue reading