of space to Space,
that grainy, last frontier
now front and center,
armchair and moon
Beyond camera and crew; beyond Houston; beyond
airwaves that ride high outside our knowledge; beyond
Mrs. Stouffer’s mashed potatoes, every mother, father,
sister, brother huddled about a set, those grounded
rabbit ears tuning us into a future beyond that edge-
of-our-seats shot filmed ’round the world; beyond all
that—we’re there, each of us, two-stepping between
craters, bouncing into wild blue possibility far beyond
1969 and our three-channel, living room imagination,
desperately dreaming of soaring beyond what we
already know of beyond.
From Local News from Someplace Else (Wipf and Stock, 2013).
Used here with the author’s permission.