Read the following poem by May Swenson:
Southbound on the Freeway
A tourist came in from Orbitville,
parked in the air, and said:
The creatures of this star
are made of metal and glass.
Through the transparent parts
you can see their guts.
Their feet are round and roll
on diagrams--or long
measuring tapes--dark
with white lines.
They have four eyes.
The two in the back are red.
Sometimes you can see a 5-eyed
one, with a red eye turning
on the top of his head.
He must be special-
the others respect him,
and go slow,
when he passes, winding
among them from behind.
They all hiss as they glide,
like inches, down the marked
tapes. Those soft shapes,
shadowy inside
the hard bodies--are they
their guts or their brains?
- Look carefully through the poem and see if you can figure out what it is about.
- Write your own poem about something else on Planet Earth viewed through alien eyes.
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