<html><head><meta http-equiv="content-type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"></head><body style="overflow-wrap: break-word; -webkit-nbsp-mode: space; line-break: after-white-space;"><div dir="auto" style="overflow-wrap: break-word; -webkit-nbsp-mode: space; line-break: after-white-space;"><font size="5">Unpacking A Globe</font><div><font size="5"><br></font></div><div><font size="5"><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">I gaze at the Pacific and don’t expect</span><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">to ever see the heads on Easter Island,</span><br><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">though I guess at sunlight rippling</span><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">the yellow grasses sloping to shore;</span><br><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">yesterday a doe ate grass in the orchard:</span><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">it lifted its ears and stopped eating</span><br><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">when it sensed us watching from</span><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">a glass hallway—in his sleep, a veteran</span><br><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">sweats, defusing a land mine.</span><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">On the globe, I mark the Battle of</span><br><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">the Coral Sea—no one frets at that now.</span><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">A poem can never be too dark,</span><br><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">I nod and, staring at the Kenai, hear</span><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">ice breaking up along an inlet;</span><br><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">yesterday a coyote trotted across</span><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">my headlights and turned his head</span><br><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">but didn’t break stride; that’s how</span><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">I want to live on this planet:</span><br><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">alive to a rabbit at a glass door—</span><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">and flower where there is no flower.</span></font></div><div><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;"><font size="5"><br></font></span></div><div><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;"><font size="5"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>- Arthur Sze</font></span></div></div></body></html>