An e-zine about spaceships, aliens, science, memory, motherhood, magic, and cats.
by Mary E. Lowd
April 24, 2021
There must be a giant tree next door
Covered in blossoms
Because tiny white flower petals
Drift through my yard
And I see them through the window
A tree is implied
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From the book: Some Words Burn Brightly: An Illuminated Collection of Poetry
Next poem: The Fairy Flower
Previous poem: Hidden Love
by Mary E. Lowd
March 7, 2021
Angry animals,
Glaring at you,
From every direction,
Making you wonder:
What did you do?
To earn their ire? Continue reading “Quokka”
by Mary E. Lowd
March 7, 2021
Low in the sky,
Surrounded by a pink haze,
The sun stares lazily out at me,
Rising higher,
The sky grows bluer,
And the sun blazes bright, Continue reading “The Desert Sun Marks a Day”
by Mary E. Lowd
March 14, 2021
1.
Three deer
Reflected in a pool
The sky behind them
As colorful as a jewel
The day is theirs
Nighttime too
Three friends
With time to share Continue reading “Three Deer”
by Mary E. Lowd
April 2, 2021
The drip, drip, dripping
Of the faucet
Draws the interest
Of this small cat
Bat, bat, batting at the stream
It is not what it seems— Continue reading “The Kitten and a Stream of Water”
by Mary E. Lowd
March 11, 2021
Round as the world
Blue as the sea
Its wings are furled
And it’s staring at me
Bright orange eye
And a serious beak Continue reading “South Island Takahē”
by Mary E. Lowd
March 22, 2021
1.
One bird
Swooping over the ocean
One bird
Only one
But each feather
Each single feather
Is another Continue reading “Starlings Like Stars”
by Mary E. Lowd
February 12, 2018
Life is like
Building a sandcastle
As the tide comes in.
Eventually everything you do
Will be washed away, Continue reading “Between the Waves”
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.
While Trudith phoned her scramball mates, rallying them to her cause, Kipper floated inside the Jolly Barracuda, treading water and watching Captain Cod sign a description of his battle plans for defending New Persia. Most of the crew assembled on the bridge to watch him, even Emily and the rescued octopus.
Captain Cod’s paws moved with a deliberation and certainty that they rarely held. “We are about to embark on a dangerous mission. The Jolly Barracuda is not a warship, but she will not shirk from battle if honor calls for it. Nor will her crew.” Continue reading “Otters In Space 2 – Chapter 25: Jupiter”
by Mary E. Lowd
March 31, 2021
If to arise you desire
Without earning my ire
Then answer thee
These riddles three… Continue reading “The Cat and the Chair”