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Love in a Space Suit
by
James Kirkup
Dear, when on some distant planet
We, love's protestants, alight,
How, in our deep-space-diver suits
Shall our devoted limbs unite
You shall have those ruby lips
In a helmet-bowl, inverted
On your golden locks, enclosed:
Your starry eyes shall be inserted
In a plastic contact-vizor
To keep out the stellar cold.
And your teeth of pearls shall chatter
On a tongue too hot to hold.
Dear, those pretty little fingers
Shall be cased with lead around,
And your snowy breasts, my dove,
With insulating tape be bound.
There your lovely legs, my sweet
In asbestos boots shall stump;
And a grim all-metal corset
Shall depress that witty rump.
How shall I, in suit of iron
Or of aluminium
Communicate my body's fire
In love's planetarium?
Darling, must we kiss by knocking
Bowl on bowl, a glassy bliss?
Must we lie apart for aye,
Not far, but not as near as this?
Nay! before I will renounce
My lust for earth and love of you,
I shall have us both, dear, fitted
With a space suit made for two.
Stanzas, chorus and rhymepattern
Stanzas The poem has 32 lines, parted in 5 stanzas.
Chorus This poem has got no chorus.
Rhymepattern -Stanza 1: abcb
-Stanza 2: defe ghih
-Stanza 3: jklk mnon
-Stanza 4: pqrq stut
-Stanza 5: vwxw
Form of rime: abcb (8x)
Paraphrase
The writer is wondering how he could make love to his woman, if they were in space, in separate space suits. He describes parts of her body fitted in a space suit.
The solution to the problem is a space suit for two.
My own opinion
I think it's a funny poem. The writer seems to adore his woman, because of the way he describes her. This poem is a way to say ‘I love you’.
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