Cosmonaut
written by: James Gabriel
@James_Gabriel1
capsule
drifting
in the inky
void
remembering
Antonia’s eyes
shut
her hand
nested
in his
the apartment
in Omsk
sleeping through the
train
rumbling
shaking the
walls
cramped capsule
spinning
switches
lights
the sound of
breathing
the cosmonaut
stands in
a field
in Tyver
a lilac sky
the cows he
tended
as a boy
their hides
violet
eating grass
moist from
the dew
on the field
glowing
radiant plum
re-entry
capsule
heating up
34 degrees
teeth gritted
body shaking
he touches his
skin
lavender
expecting
the feel
of ripe
fruit
Born and raised in Los Angeles, California. James Gabriel is new to poetry. Inspired by the small moments in life that add up to who we are as people.
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