No birdsong on the moon
There's no birdsong on the moon
And no smell of urine
Coming from the litterbox
There's no leaves up there
And no insomnia
Just light
And dark
And rocks
Happenings
1.
Zoom out in time
And you'll see
That the Buddhists
And the physicists
Are right
"I"
Am not a thing
But a happening:
Cells and molecules
Coming together
For a moment
Before dissolving again
"The moon"
Is the same:
Rock and dust
Coming together for a cosmic flash
Before going
To their next appointment
2.
Beowulf and Australopithecus,
Plato and Jesus,
The blood that gave
Nutrition to your retinas
Was a very similar blood
To mine
The image
Of the full moon
Registered by your photoreceptors
Back in the day
Is quite similar
To the white spotlight
Beaming into my eyes, tonight
Humans of yesteryear,
I think it would be hard
To find common ground
For conversation with you
After all,
The TV shows
Have changed so much
Except the Moon Show
I think we could talk about that
For example:
Both ten thousand years ago
And today
People might be dying
Outside,
Far from other humans
But with the moon
Keeping them company
People,
Then and now
Looking at
The same thing
As they become
Other happenings
3.
It's nice
To have something
Solid
To keep us moored
Even if
That solidity
Is an illusion
Moon,
You've been a great companion
All these years
Earth's pet
Yes, everything is a happening
But some happenings
Last longer
Than others
FOMOON
The moon doesn't know
That you slept through its eclipse
Its grand performance
Last night
The moon
Doesn't know
That you are now
Angry at yourself
***
Yesterday, a friend was late
I missed the yoga class
But, while waiting
Got to see
The lichens on the tree
Brilliant green and cool blue
***
Can we really
Miss out on anything?
Only if we believe
That this moment
Doesn't have
Everything that we need