An e-zine about spaceships, aliens, science, memory, motherhood, magic, and cats.
by Mary E. Lowd
March 10, 2021
When the trees hold the moon
In their branches
At night
Twigs becomes fingers
In mere phantom touches
Their caresses reluctant
For what if the moon saw their love?
What if the moon didn’t requite?
Continue reading “Hidden Love”
by Mary E. Lowd
February 21, 2020
Wings of light,
A ruffled dress,
Faeries flight,
Under the sun’s caress.
Flower or fae,
Who can say?
Only the third eye sees, Continue reading “What the Third Eye Sees”
by Mary E. Lowd
May 30, 2019
The rose turns her yellow face
Open and vulnerable
Toward the yellow face
Of the sun
And dreams
The star looks back at her. Continue reading “The Yellow Rose Dreams”
by Mary E. Lowd
February 20, 2020
Lemon butter star,
Shining from the earth,
Full of flavor,
Full of light,
When we wonder who we are,
What anything is worth,
As least we can savor, Continue reading “Lemon Butter Star”
by Mary E. Lowd
March 3, 2021
The architecture of the daffodil
Fascinates me
Every curve and contour
So bold and exact Continue reading “Blueprint for a Daffodil”
by Mary E. Lowd
March 13, 2021
The voices in the room
Criss-crossing
Over, under
Each other
Speaking of hope & doom
How to think
Who is right Continue reading “In the Room”
The moment when you realize a poem can be as important as a novel.
Or maybe more important.
And worse, that you’ve been a fool for not knowing that all along.
by Mary E. Lowd
An excerpt from Otters In Space 2: Jupiter, Deadly. If you’d prefer, you can start with Chapter 1, return to the previous chapter, or skip ahead.
Trudith heard barking as she approached the Campaign Headquarters early in the morning. The blinds were closed against the harsh slant of morning light. Trudith couldn’t see inside, but she recognized Lucky’s voice shouting.
The door burst open, rattling on its hinges. Lucky stalked out past her, barely bothering to throw a grumbled greeting her way. That wasn’t like him. He was a genial, pleasant dog most of the time. One of the easiest people to get along with that Trudith had ever met. He probably had to be, she figured, to survive being married to Petra. Continue reading “Otters In Space 2 – Chapter 23: Earth”
by Mary E. Lowd
Begun on 7/11/2020; finished 8/18/2023
I need a unicorn
Whose silver fleece and shining horn
Lead the way
Down cobbled paths and sandy trails
Beside the shore Continue reading “I Need a Unicorn”
by Mary E. Lowd
January, 2006
I.
Like a cat,
I bring you a dead mouse,
Mine has ellipses for a tail……… Continue reading “The Necromouser Cycle”