It has always been said that enchantment is brought in the burying alive of great waters, yet the purchase may be a perilous one. The "lost rivers" can still create stench and dampness. The Fleet River, at times of storm, can still reach beyond its artificial containment and flood basements along its route; at its source in Hampstead it was the expediter of agues and fever. The valleys of these rviers, many now converted into roads or train-lines, were subject to fog as well as damp.
My name is Valentina Tereshkova. I'm about to become the first woman in space, now preparing to be immortalized, a bright and shiny silver GodHead of the Soviet space age, clusters of stars and fireworks in my eyes and alien radio signals buzzing in my ears while soft meteor rains surrounding my exploding corona of platinum flashes, eternal diamond reflections covering my retinas gelatinous surface noise. Eternal lightbulb neon tinted Cinemascope poetry of the firmament. I will catch you if you fall. Always.