The driverless cars Cruise past see-through offices to ownerless homes * About the author: Andrew G. McCann edits Planet Magazine. About the artist: Romeo Esparrago does not edit Planet Magazine.
Auto-nomy, by Andrew G. McCann
Category: SF Poetry
Giving Thanks, by Katherine Sanger
When the ship crash-landed on the blue and green planet, we thought, at first, that a terrible tragedy had befallen us, and we had failed. * * * But then we learned that our mission was complete. * * * Like the youths of Athena sent to the mighty Minotaur we were to be the … Continue reading Giving Thanks, by Katherine Sanger
‘Subterranean Museum’ by Robert William Shmigelsky
Through the surface of cratered moon, shining dimly out to open space, celestial devices, collecting dust underground. Among the first exhibits included: the sandglass, Cupid's arrow, the scale, balancing pans of good and evil. Floors down, one could stumble upon the stables of the charioteer, Helios, the dark wet cellar of Tartarus. But undoubtedly, tucked … Continue reading ‘Subterranean Museum’ by Robert William Shmigelsky
Website: Odyssey Writing Workshop Blog
The Odyssey Writing Workshop has launched a blog for writers of fantasy, science fiction, and horror. The blog will include insights into the writing process and the publishing industry, interviews with award-winning and bestselling authors, profiles of Odyssey graduates, podcasts, and more. http://odysseyworkshop.livejournal.com/ More information: http://www.odysseyworkshop.org.
‘Big Picture’ by Lawrence Barker
Our long hard trip has left us worn but wise We learn that matters that look large close by Can fade to naught when one sees from afar From Earth, the dying sun filled half the sky Fourteen light years away scarce does its shine Stand out from that of any pallid star * About … Continue reading ‘Big Picture’ by Lawrence Barker
‘ANNAM’ by Romeo Esparrago
I had returned. to find Viet Nam. To find my past. To find my lover. To find my Linh. I returned. So in the crags deep and distant from Tu Le, I searched. I search for my youth, I search for my answers, I search for Linh. I searched. I found only a temple. With … Continue reading ‘ANNAM’ by Romeo Esparrago
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