Poetry of Issue #3                        Page 4
Table of Contents 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 15 Click page 16 Click page 17 Click page 18 Click page 19 Click page 20 Click page 21 Click page 22 Click page 23 Click page 24 Click page 25 Click page 26 Click page 27 Click page 28 Click page 29 The Blog Bog The Mag Rack	A La Recherche Du Temps Perdu Little birds of memory fly out their cage and await, in special spots, their retrieval; for they are the tamed birds of wild life, winged images captured from flocks that once covered heaven from horizon to horizon and deafened earth with the beating of their wings.          Sherry Kearns__	Unofficial Off the record, this is where it happens-- no GPS, no proven facts--but its unreality is real; tracking it, we make a paper trail         Sherry Kearns 5 point labyrinth © Corina T.v.M.	Dream Lover Between the sheets of golden time, ginger honey and fig jam's amber droplets color dreams that tease a tongue's thirst once slaked on nectared teas and tartlet cakes, those airy forms for sweetest sweets, surrogates of wide awake.         Sherry Kearns__	Poet As If Bellerophon When the winged horse comes for you, leap to his sleek back and tuck your legs behind those miracles, those airfoils, the begetters of his power, those ailerons of fate generated by god from monster and fly, even to Olympus, even if the gadfly sting.         Sherry Kearns__