MOON CONSPIRACY To exploit her in ’69 to ’72 and not since return— What step? What leap? Did man/mankind not find enough use for her curves and craters beyond television footprints and sticking a pole into her regolith? The myth is man speaks for humankind— a darkside spank for the gravitational pull of power. Truth is the moon is far more illuminated than man can claim her face or space race to, she is to the earth our nightlight, our dream-fulfilling goddess, our wax-and-wane lover, the moon doesn’t need to be walked on, she keeps us on our feet, bathes and covers us, not man’s to cover up.
Brian Harman is a poet and daddy living in Southern California with his poetess. He is the author of Suddenly, All Hell Broke Loose!!! (Picture Show Press). His work has appeared or is forthcoming in Big Bend Literary Magazine, Superpresent, The Journal of Radical Wonder, and elsewhere. He loves craft beer, Angels baseball, music playlists, and writing poetry into the night. Find him at: brianrharman.com.
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