An e-zine about spaceships, aliens, science, memory, motherhood, magic, and cats.
by Mary E. Lowd
Spring, 2007
Before a daughter, a time of waiting,
A time before memory.
I walk the halls of my own childhood,
Places and houses only dimly remembered;
I will not find her there
But I think I am looking. Continue reading “Waiting On Elaine”
by Mary E. Lowd
A Deep Sky Anchor Original
“Do you love me?”
“I love wind and rain and sun. Newborn puppies, my mother’s homemade chocolate cake, and sitting quietly, just thinking.” Continue reading “Also”
I think…
I have decided to like poetry.
Not most poetry. I don’t like most of anything, even sci-fi space shows. Continue reading “Poetry”
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.
The entire ship wasn’t transparent, Kipper realized. The room with the airlock where Trugger and Kipper had emerged from their disguise boxes had opaque ceilings. The room with the octopus tank did too, as well as several of the hallways. For all Kipper knew, she was slumped against one of the opaque parts of the ship right now. Her tired body wanted to believe, but her paranoid cat’s mind couldn’t stop thinking about how much the surface of the sail ship reminded her of the one-way mirrors she’d seen in cop shows. Continue reading “Otters In Space 2 – Chapter 22: The Great Red Spot”
by Mary E. Lowd
A Deep Sky Anchor Original
My friends Midge and Claude
Know colors and rhymes
They’ve seen and read all there is
Their memories are longer than mine Continue reading “I Only Write Poems About Roses”
by Mary E. Lowd
Some universes
Have too many rules
And too few
Inherent contradictions
So I bid farewell
To that orderly prison
And step through the veil
To a realm of surrealist visions Continue reading “Universe, Schmooniverse”
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.
Many light minutes away, deep in the middle of night on her side of the planet, Trudith slaved away, scribbling mathematical figures and variables in a notebook. She was working on solving physics equations that — by a bizarre coincidence — described the way light bent through transparent surfaces and bounced off of reflective ones, much like the surface Kipper had collapsed on, exhausted. Like a one-way mirror it was transparent on one side and reflective on the other. The equations defining it’s properties were fascinating. Continue reading “Otters In Space 2 – Chapter 21: Earth”
by Mary E. Lowd
The complicated touch of an octopus
Is always out of reach
As ungraspable as stars in the sky
Each sucker disc
Moves on its own
All together, they move like a constellation
In the sky Continue reading “Octopus Eclipse”
In three hours, I get to meet an octopus!
Best thing from the behind-the-scenes tour at the Oregon Coast Aquarium:
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.
As Kipper made her way around the edges of the cavernous room, the clear floors and ceiling began to make more sense to her. Raptors came and went through various archways, flocking over the bubble-like floor with a spring in their strong legs and a swing to their feathered arms. Based on their build, Kipper would have been surprised if they could actually fly; their wings didn’t seem large or broad enough relative to their overall mass, but, in this setting, they looked like dark birds, winging through the Jovian sky. Continue reading “Otters In Space 2 – Chapter 20: The Great Red Spot”