Fall 2001 will always be marked by the worst humanity has to offer. RobertFrost, in his 1939 essay, "The Figure a Poem Makes", reminds us of the heightened role of the artist in times of uncertainty. What he says about a poem can be said of all the pieces that follow in this issue, "It begins in delight and ends in wisdom. The figure is the same as for love. No one can really hold that the ecstasy should be static and stand still in one place. It begins in delight, it inclines to the impulse, it assumes direction with the first line laid down, it runs a course of lucky events, and ends in a clarification of life - not necessarily a great clarification, such as sects and cults are founded on, but in a momentary stay against confusion."

         The editors would especially like to thank Mike Greene and Mike Feller for their work in getting this issue on-line.