Finding Arcturus

November 24, 1992|By William Amelia

Some starry night, with the Big Dipper

above you, follow its handle down

to the Herdsman, the constellation of

the oxen driver, some call him

the hunter,

that ranges across the sky.

There, hanging in the hem of his robe

is Arcturus, a runaway star,

golden yellow in the northern sky,

a hundred times more brilliant

than our sun,

that blazing comets have not dimmed.

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