The Martian view of Earth
No lines are drawn in their way of perceiving things
between seeing, hearing, and everything else, so
we appear as short bursts of frantic energy, obsessed
with purpose and radiation of certain wavelengths.
To them, the Earth is not, of course, ‘The Earth’,
any more than Mars is ‘Mars’. Words; just another
endearing quirk we get so excited about. They are
puzzled by our fixation with the idea of the nation state,
and its attendant border security, flags and anthems,
but also by lawnmowers, and by the peculiar concept
of fish fingers, there being neither fish nor even fingers
as such on their planet, the one we think of as ‘red’.
first published in The High Window, issue 7, 2017