LUNAR DUST

Trying to find an uplifting

poem about the Moon landings

to translate is harder

than you would think;

Auden grumbling won't

do, Dickey's Moon poems

only on audio, not

in his collection of poems 1968-79

(which tells something),

Sweason writes about probes

(Surveyor?), and so it goes,

when you wander

lunar seas through

the dark hours of the night

seeking a LEM on the Moon,

poetic take on

"The Eagle has landed"

and you end up having

have lunar dust

running through your gloves.

12.03.2026