For the Brons too had a capsule, red like a ruby, which made them sleep for a score of years.
"Hunters Out of Space" by Joseph Everidge Kelleam
Then I intended to take that sleep and condense it and put it up in eight-hour capsules for visitors to New York.
"Young Wallingford" by George Randolph Chester
Something is gone.
My sleeping capsule, my red and blue zeppelin
Drops me from a terrible altitude.
I spread to the beaks of birds.
"The Jailer" by Sylvia Plath
A Russian architectural firm has developed a climate-controlled sleeping capsule the size of a "small dumpster" that has three self cleaning beds, wi-fi connections and room for luggage storage.
The new rooms are in the "affordable luxury " segment, an offshoot of the Japanese "capsule" hotels — little more than sleeping space, somewhat like a coffin in a mausoleum.