Moon

When Brian Eno and Roger Eno and Daniel Lanois

Musicians on a quest for touch

Trialled the sounds that became Apollo,

Chambers had landed on that thumped surface

And moonwalking was done if you were suitable.

“Two hard things: to bring the moonlight into a chamber.”

Their sounds are a drift over close-up craters,

Romance and realism exchanging experiences,

Bottoming where the sun don’t shine.

It is but a dream yet for most of us,

Moon the size of our thumbnail.

On our acoustic planet music’s a consolation:

We fill our spaces with its rare breathers

From the stone hard facts that would grind us down.