How on earth does one settle back into ordinary life having once experienced the extraordinary?
Round and round the earth in space
spins the eager astronaut
in a module like a pebble
far-flung from a vast slingshot.
Oceans, mountains, forests, cities,
spin beneath him like a child’s top.
He could hear the planet humming
if he ever cared to eavesdrop.
Spaceman, when your orbit’s ended,
gravity resumed again;
wings clipped, what can now fulfill you
when earthly life is so mundane?
|Tim Peake's image of the Channel Islands from space. The larger lighted areas are parts of the English and French coasts|