weariness
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Moving II
From within the few, still-taped boxes,most of which display the orange, Home-Depot logo,muffled voices ask, "Why are we still packed?" "Just stop," I say. "Be thankful you're here.We shall all find our place… eventually." Text and image © 2013 by Dirk deVries. All rights… Continue reading
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Christmas, Day 10
I am a string of Christmas lightswith many burned-out bulbs. It must be someone's jobto keep me merry and bright. Someone?Anyone? Text and image © 2013 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved. Continue reading
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Steal This Bible
Steal this Bible from Days Inn!reads the stickeron the King James Biblefrom the bedside standin the motel where he's stoppedin the middle of Nebraskaon the cold side of I-80. Neon glows through the rain-streaked window,falls on the words of the… Continue reading
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This House of Labor
I run toward the doorwaythat leads back into the roomI just tried to leave. In this house of labor,every exit is a return. Surely somewherewaits a yard meant for play? Text and image © 2012 by Dirk deVries. All rights… Continue reading
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The Rhythm of Rest
God rested God's selfand it was good. We are called to the same. God exhaledand was refreshed. We are called to the same. God took delight,smiled and surveyed the fruit. We are called to… Continue reading