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Thursday, November 03, 2011

Space Docking Poetry?

This is too sweet:

The first Chinese space docking today (Nov. 2) inspired not just national and scientific pride, but some romantic sentiment as well.

Several different Chinese newspapers and commentators have described the Tiangong 1 ("Heavenly Palace") and Shenzhou 8 ("Divine Vessel") spacecraft, which linked up in orbit today for the first time, as "lovers" making a "kiss in space," state newspaper Xinhua reported.

"Tiangong, my lover, for the arrival of this moment -- wait for me. I'm coming," reads a poem called "Lovers' Talk," published in Tianfu Zaobao, a Sichuan-based daily, according to Xinhua.
Posted by Peter at 7:43 AM
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