Twelve poets, a few poetry reviews, and a sampling of artwork. Short and concise, most of the poetry confused me (more a reflection of me and my aversion to the genre – I’m not sure I even want to know what Nathaniel GM’s “Phallic Lunatic” is all about), but I devoured every word and didn’t grow restless. In my universe, that’s high praise. John Grey’s “Answering the Phone, A Hundred Times a Day” put my life into perspective. Or as David St. Hubbins might say, “too much fucking perspective”. (Dave Fisher)

poetry zine, VIII/1, April 2002, 28 pgs, Paul Schwartz, $2, 88 Dagmar Ave., Toronto, ON, M4M 1W1,