Moon Landing
for Jason Ryberg
it’s taken me eighteen months
to get you to understand
how with only one eye
i need twice as much light
to read a book
or catch the outline of a girl’s face
on a wide screen tv
after the sun has gone down
how going to the movies
is almost too much trouble now
after i spent the entire summer of 1988
sitting in the dark
in uncomfortable wooden seats
just waiting for the lights to dim
my cousin amanda
always getting up to pee
just as things got good
the sound of her hand me down shoes
sticking to the floor
as if she was walking
on the moon.
The Nazis in Mayberry
jason & i joke
about the dark underbelly
of americana
andy griffith with a pillowcase
over his head
aunt bee
& the master race
cooling peach cobbler
on the window sill.
The Panorama of Her Fingers
her tiny body
waist deep in water
an orange blossom
falling into the sun
her soul dangles
her red hair burns.
John Dorsey is the former Poet Laureate of Belle, MO. He is the author of several collections of poetry, including Which Way to the River: Selected Poems: 2016-2020 (OAC Books, 2020), Sundown at the Redneck Carnival, (Spartan Press, 2022, and Pocatello Wildflower, (Crisis Chronicles Press, 2023). He may be reached at archerevans@yahoo.com.
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