Moon Of Rare Beauty Poem by James McLain

My love of the moon is fourteen percent bigger than usual,
but can you really show me the difference and how?
Tell me speak into my ear is it a trick eyes grow larger.
There are no rulers floating by in the sky,
to measure a specific Lunar diameter yet.
Hanging high overhead with no reference points.
Provide me with a sense of scale,
as one full Moon can seem much like any other.
The best time to look is when the Moon is near the horizon.
That is when bottom illusion mixes with reality to produce
underneath a truly stunning view looking up perhaps.
For reasons not fully understood by me though you do.
Low-hanging Moons look unnaturally large.
When they beam through trees,
buildings and other foreground objects.
Why not let the 'Moons illusion' amplify a full Moon,
that's extra-big to begin with, never asking why?
The swollen orb like the eye,
rising in the east at sunset may seem so nearby,
you can almost reach out and touch the face of it.
Even you with a super perigee, that is, as it turns out,
a distance of rare uncommon beauty.