Today's poem is by F. Daniel Rzicznek


The day is fastened
around the bronze irises

of the grackles as they flash
en masse through the yard.

An airplane's dumb echo
passes over, buzz seeping

through clouds. A small toy
in my gut is coming apart,

the grass pounding fresh
spikes at the sky. One grackle

in the colony loosens
a heavy worm from the earth

leaving a dark inlet
in its place. So these

are the shy, unlit mines
of the body's abiding.

Copyright © 2006 F. Daniel Rzicznek All rights reserved
from The Notre Dame Review
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