The physical body and the ways it is sustained, both through illness and strength, connect the poems in this issue. Take, for instance, Francine Rubin’s poem “Re-Creation” in which a dancer’s body is born through these lines: “Form the body again: // Leg lines. / Feet arches. / Torso arcs.” In Jeff Burt’s “In Honor of Big-Bellied Men” we find a celebration of the body’s utility. He writes, “Greetings were yelled by men with bibs / and muscular bellies broad and protruding, / the right gut for pushing a fence into place.” Jessi Lewis offers us a body experiencing illness in “I’m Sorry Bunny,” transforming her subject with metaphors of the sea: “The skin along her neck and shoulders— / indeed, all of her has/ turned to sea glass, coral skeleton.” Too, we find sustenance in these poems, as in Bob Garner’s “Comfort Food” when he asks, “are these real chocolate / fingerprints / across the broken bell?” “Two Brothers in the Woods When the Bees Have Left” by Ronald Dzerigian recalls a sumptuous childhood discovery: “A knot unplugs the damp / black; gold bleeds out. Our palms cup the honey.” Finally, Rikki Santer’s poem “Andy Warhol’s Buffet of Thoughts at the Kahiki Supper Club; Columbus, Ohio” depicts a surreal feast, requesting “another steaming plate / of quotation marks, please.” Our poetry editors hope you will sit down to this issue and taste, no, gorge, yourself on these rich, complex images.