Poetry of Issue #1                        Page 15
Click page 1 Click page 2 Click page 3 Click page 4 Click page 5 Click page 6 Click page 7 Click page 8 Click page 9 Click page 10 Click page 11 Click page 12 Click page 13 Click page 14 Click page 16 Click page 17 Click page 18 Click page 19 Click page 20 The Blog Bog The Mag Rack	COLTRANE virtuoso of the primal squawk architecture of the bridge and the furious intersection spiritual without the church political but not your daddy's protest music sheets of sound cascading down blues, chromatic leapings, riffs copped from old show tunes, jagged melodies for which you had no inkling but if you listen really listen to the space between the sounds if you listen really listen to the quality of the blowing that saxophone of John Coltrane becomes the voice of an old friend late at night speaking just to you                            Chris Butters	THE GYRE Sweat dripping from the energy we made, God, we were good. Now, four AM, lying in my own bed, I look out upon the moonlit parking lot, sit in a cold sweat, calculate the differences, how our busy lives, like those gyres we drew with compasses as kids, by flying apart all the better might attract each other back, sashay and spin, those gorgeous gyres being perfectly woven every time we finally implode upon one another: your space, my space, your work my work, your friends my friends, your politics, my politics.                            Chris Butters _____________________________________________	A VIEW OF YOU You turn to greet me Brown hair whipping Broad smile gleaming. Your blue eyes mischievous Breaming with life Exciting as well as warm and calming. Gradually our arms envelope As we meld together With a touch as gentle and sincere As it is playfully exhilarating. I close my eyes, still holding you Yet seeing you lying in waiting For me, stretched out on your bed. Alas, with arms outstretched and Fingers barely touching The time comes when the embrace must end, But no loss lass 'cause the view is lasting.         Sean E. O'Connor ____________________________________