These Strange Outcrops

Ah! The way we must be politically correct!
I was pleased when Nancy Jin and Rosalind Moran from Cicerone Journal accepted two of my poems for its Anthology These Strange Outcrops. Here is the first poem.  Thanks to Mike Dinn and John Saxon for their role in recording the first minutes of the Moon Landing. I've coined the term "sonku" to describe a new form I'm exploring: sonnet plus haiku:

Words Remembered
https://www.sbs.com.au/news/meet-the-aussies-that-helped-broadcast-the-moon-landing

It wasn’t Parkes, but Honeysuckle Creek
Namadji, where a crew of engineers
tracked those first seven minutes on the moon
(the dream-dance in slow-motion on its crust).
Dinn and Saxon, snapped at the console,
have landed on the Aussie dollar coin
to mark the Fiftieth Anniversary
beamed up for politics, yet etched
into yesteryear.
                        The cigarette
in one man’s hand has disappeared; perhaps
lost in an Orwellian memory hole.
Back at Namadji, six slabs hit the spot.
announcing: One Small Step, One Giant Leap
. . . other words remembered obsolete.

taking another
bite of the cherry
. . . gibbous moon