- Ravine
Arthur Sze, poetry
Stopping to catch my breath on a switchback,I run my fingers along the leaves of a yucca:
each blade curved, sharp, radiating from a core—in this warmest of Novembers, the dead
push out of thawing permafrost: in a hugeblotch of black ink that now hangs, framed,
on a wall, Gu Cheng wrote the characterfate, and a woman shrugs, "When you look
at me, you're far away." Last night, gazingat Orion's belt and sword sparkling in the sky,
I saw how we yearn for connection whereno connection exists: what belt, what sword?
Glancing at boulders in the ravine, I spota flock of Steller's jays scavenging along
the ground; I scavenge among pine needlesto breathe into flame, gaze at yuccas
whose blades collect dew at dawnand at dust floating in sunlight above the trail. [End Page 643]
arthur sze's tenth book of poetry, Sight Lines, will be published in 2019 by Copper Canyon Press. He is a recipient of the Jackson Poet Prize from Poets & Writers and was elected to the American Academy of Arts & Sciences. He was a chancellor of the Academy of American Poets from 2012 to 2017.