We have landed they tell us
in the centre for all Morocco
of magic & the old ways
high in the Atlas mountains….
We have heard this.
What we have not heard or seen
happens for the first time
today via the one TV in the one cafe:
Apollo astronauts land on the moon
& high-step in slow motion, gawky
in grey scale.
“Ha!” says Omar. “What a stunt.
Those Americans are so clever.
But we know. Moroccans
are not easily tricked. This
is a fiction to entertain the people.
Quelle blague.” He pretends to toss
a rock off the dusty floor at the screen.
The crowd in the cafe laugh
at the outlandish gear, the preposterous
instrument & helmet gimmicks
clumsier than any cartoon.
Still scoffing, the moon men jostle outside
& hidden in hooded dun djellabas
melt into the lunar dusk of their grey plateau.
Walking on the Moon, in Moulay Ibrahim
1 December 2014