back F. DANIEL RZICZNEK
Of Earth
Building a fire yesterday it
occurred to me to be more careful
with my hands: balance the new log
just so and the flames teethe.
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The sun hovers downward—unsteady.
A young man steps from behind a curtain—
just starts firing. Asleep
inside sleep, I find myself wishing . . .
A warming day of rain pushing snow
into runoff greening the grasses,
pooling to send clear sky back
at itself—birds hitting moths at dusk.
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Every forest began as a fire.
Of Earth
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