A Sunday Poem: “Up There”

 

Canadian astronauts

point to mental health

as the most important aspect

of maintaining humans in space.

 

Everything is the same every day, they say.

You are stuck with the same people

in tight quarters. Nowhere to go

for months on end.

 

And these conditions can lead to depression.

 

The Canadian Space Agency

spares no resources, eager

to enhance the well-being of crew members

who face stress and isolation

on board the International Space Station.

 

Up there,

in a remote Inuit community,

winter is long and cold.

Houses overcrowded. People stuck

in tight quarters. Nowhere to go

for months on end.

 

(Editor’s note: poet Shai Ben-Shalom, an Israeli-born biologist, writes for Blacklock’s each and every Sunday)

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