Believe this:\u00a0 that they set
\ntheir course by the Big Dipper\u2019s rim,
\nskirting its tin lip, the salt broth
\nit ladles out.\u00a0 That they sight
\nalong the ramrod back of Cepheus\u2019 throne,
\ndown the rhinestone folds
\nof Cassiopeia\u2019s gown.<\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Allow
\nthat they might navigate the headwaters
\nof Draco\u2019s crocodile tears,
\nthese good night sailors, reckoning
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 by their star compass.<\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Watch, how
\nIndigo Buntings\u2014each its own
\nfeather-covered patch of daylight
\nsky\u2014turned loose
\nunder the planetarium\u2019s false
\nnight, pass the test of the constellations.
\nHow they find in those colander stars
\ntheir seasonal routes
\nnorth and south.<\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 And believe this, too:
\nThat the geese who haunt
\nthe North Sea\u2019s estuaries
\neach winter, hatch there,
\novernight, full-grown, from the fat,
\nblue-lipped barnacles that hug
\nthe shore\u2019s wood-drift.<\/p>\n

Then you can see, exactly, how
\na pair of Purple Finches have come
\nthis morning to claim their home in my backyard.<\/p>\n

Offspring of a winter\u2019s wrong-headed longing.<\/p>\n

The female, shadow-streaked,
\na secret.\u00a0 The male,
\nall blood knot, all idiot song.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Believe this:\u00a0 that they set their course by the Big Dipper\u2019s rim, skirting its tin lip, the salt broth it ladles out.\u00a0 That they sight along the ramrod back of Cepheus\u2019 throne, down the rhinestone folds of Cassiopeia\u2019s gown. \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Allow that they might navigate the headwaters of Draco\u2019s crocodile tears, these good night sailors, […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[6],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1936","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/ducts.sundresspublications.com\/content\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1936","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/ducts.sundresspublications.com\/content\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/ducts.sundresspublications.com\/content\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ducts.sundresspublications.com\/content\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ducts.sundresspublications.com\/content\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1936"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/ducts.sundresspublications.com\/content\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1936\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2147,"href":"https:\/\/ducts.sundresspublications.com\/content\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1936\/revisions\/2147"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/ducts.sundresspublications.com\/content\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1936"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ducts.sundresspublications.com\/content\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1936"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ducts.sundresspublications.com\/content\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1936"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}