STARS and PLANETS , VIEWPOINTS and The FLATNESS and Vastness OF SPACE 

  It all changes with the viewpoint , birdie

 

To see stars caught in trees is a First Person view from the eye

But to a conjectural Third Person Narrator , the Universe tends towards spinning and flatness

and if this doesn’t seem to be so then it may be we’re looking at whatever it is sideways on

Or of course at an angle.

 

From the viewpoint of Earth , which is under our feet , the Sun , Moon and planets pass over our heads on a track in the sky which is called the ecliptic because that is where the eclipses take place - like car crashes in Space - as they travel along the same line in the sky .from where we are standing , a predictable eliptical tracing

hard etched on the Solar System’s flat plate

Or more or less flat - give or take a few degrees - but ninety degrees to the Sun's axis is base

and we are tilted at twenty three degrees from it which is why we have seasons and why this is May

and it's up in the sky as we look at it sideways

Out from the Earth and up and away

the highway of planets and moon as they keep to the track of the sun

And it’s a track because it’s sideways on - seen from our location on the disc-- because the disc includes what we are standing on

The sun is our star - but it's all in the Milky Way Galaxy , a drop in its ocean of stars

Called after the ribbon of glimmer that goes over our sky like an archway of milk or of paint

And the Mythical Way is a pathway to Heaven before there were streetlights to drown it

And it looks like a streak as we’re seeing it sideways

 

And it’s a track because it’s sideways on - seen from our location on the disc - because the disc includes what we are standing on

 

And we thought that these stars in numbers like sand on a beach - unimaginably large - was the end of it

Until one day a comet hunter noticed that some faint and distant stars

were strangely misty round the edges

And somehow realised that these flecks of Space debris

that he could pick out with his wide lensed

Telescope , were not stars at all but galaxies

Mostly flat and spinning too

- Sand beaches , rather like our own

Does it go on and on ?

 

And so

      - are we alone ?

In this unimaginable vastness

Unimaginable to the power of Unimaginable size

 

It’s that the question just hangs in the air . Over every thing

 

Over every thought

 

And over every word

And polished like a shining stone

Under a tree

 

And in the chamber of a bower bird                            

 

            A.G  21/05/2019