An Indonesian submarine is lost in the depths off the shores of the holiday island of Bali and I am thinking about the families of the 23 crew, waiting for good news.
I am also reminded about the Kursk drama in 2000 followed by Columbia’s broken tile a couple of years later and a poem I wrote in 2005.
Live Here On Sky
6th August 2005
A capsule of lighted hope lay in the deep black depths,
seven Russian submariners trapped on the Pacific floor.
Although “satisfactory” in their red striped white sub,
freeze as only hours of oxygen remain. Kursk memories
flood Moscow, but she pleads straight away for US
and UK Super Scorpios who help raise the vessel to rescue
depth – averting another disaster. But no one can help
the Discovery’s seven in their cocoon of light circling
our world in un-ending space. They wait in zero gravity,
remove foam chips, listen to Beatles and pray. The world held
a collective breath before touchdown as NASA remembered
the awesome, fiery power of Columbia’s broken tile.
Frances Macaulay Forde © 2005
1st Published Poets Union Anthology Sept 2006
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I haven’t been watching the news this week. I’m sorry to hear about the trapped submariners. I hope they’re all right.
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