from From "The Phaenomena"
JOHN HOLLANDER
ARATUS: Fron THE PHAENOMENA
Wheeling between the helm of Argo and Cetus, stars
Appear, both small in size and tiny in magnitude,
And set beneath the Hare's side too-they are without
Names. For they're not arranged like parts of a perfect image
Of something, as are the stars in constellations that move
Along predictable paths as the cycles of time unroll
-Stars that, in the old days, were treated together in figures
Known by the name of what those figures most resembled.
(Back then no one was skilled enough to notice single
Stars, or give them names as individuals.)
There are so many stars! Whirling about the sky
In so many colors and varying degrees of brightness
That ancient sky-watchers needed to notice them in groups,
Patterned and figured together and glimmering into pic-
tures;
And thus the constellations were named, and never there-
after
Could any star rise at night single, and marvellous.
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JOHN HOLLANDER
First study the horns on either side of the moon:
Evening, from time to time, will paint her with different
colors,
From time to time the shape of both these horns will change
While the moon waxes-one way on the third day, one on
the fourth.
You can learn from this about the month that's just begun:
If the moon looks slim and clear around the third day, then
It will be calm; but slim and reddish-looking means
Winds; while if her thick and blunted corners show
A weak light on the third and fourth nights, then her beams
Are being blunted by southern winds and rains to come.
If, on the third night, neither horn is tilted back
Or bent forward-the ends being vertical on both sides-
The western winds will follow soon thereafter that night.
But if they're still upright like that on the fourth day,
Then take it as a warning of an impending tempest.
If the upper horn seems to bend forward, the Boreal, north-
ern
Wind will come down; if bent backward, the southern one.
But when on the third day a whole ring, very red,
Entirely surrounds her, a tempest is sure to come;
The more red-hot she looks, the stronger will be the storm.
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