As then every cold air is not a damp, every shivering,
not a stupefaction; every fear is not a fearfulness,
every declining, not a running away; every wish
that it were not thus, is not—
John Donne
1. If You Are Lost
Sketch in visible
topographical features.
Mark your present location. Do not run.
A raised bank of snow along the sunward side of a rock will
cast a shadow.
Marker for where you are—dull brown thing spilled like the hermit
thrush spills its song,
call note a low
tuck, habitat
coniferous and mixed. And then,
what happens is. Or even, of—
no matter.
