I do like a sauna and I've been enjoying the new crop of seaside saunas that have popped up in the south west. I was sat in the Blackpool Sands sauna the other week and began to write this in my head.
The pop up sauna
is all varnished pine and dry heat
in truth it is a big barrel
laid on its side
near the tideline
I’m sat sweating inside
I look out the porthole
on what could be a moonscape
I think about Yuri
and Valentina
who circled the earth
in capsules the size
of a large washing machine
just to be the first
So the poem mentions Yuri Gagarin, as many of my poems do. Valentina Tereshkova was the first woman in space and I saw her actual capsule in the Cosmonaut Exhibition in London. It was very small. I've not much to say about the poem. It's a bit too new to make sense of. Watch this space.
I leave you with a song about a spaceman by Bob and Carol Pegg.
Until next time.
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