1. They said Jupiter's moons Would be visible Through binoculars In June but I Never saw them Because I never Even looked.
2. Final day of June. I was walking Hugo when I noticed a misfit Star piggybacking Scorpius. I thought: that doesn't Look right. Could that be—
3. It was, Jupiter. Brighter than ruddy Antares, star-heart of Scorpius, nemesis of Mars, favorite of Tu Fu, Over China, a thousand years ago. The sky comes together, what I know of it And what I am still learning, a constellation all its own.
4. It's July, a week later and one state over, but the sky has grown only One half-hour different in that time. So I wasn't surprised to look up, See Scorpius, plain as a portrait, there again with Jupiter, too bright to be a star.
5. Because it was getting late and because binoculars are harsh in the dark I went inside, then online to confirm, to scout the sky I'd be squinting at. If I could see Jupiter's moons— They would array in a line-up with their mammoth planet.
6. The binoculars shook as I held them. I peered through them with only one eye, my left and best. Jupiter burned like a silent firework, a glowing worm squiggling across my shaking field of vision. Yet, its best moons were there, three little pinpricks of light in pano with their planet, despite its planetary glare.