Editor's Note:

Welcome to the sixteenth issue of CSR! By now, you regular readers know my baby has no mask for memory in silence unavailable and hates to eat with a bib. It craves chocolate and likes candlelight with a bit of rust in it. Baby has an uncanny ability to turn the words of poets into peanut brittle. Issue Sixteen is an excellent example. This month CSR is filled with stunning photographs by a Russian emigrant, along with art that splashes in sidewalk puddles. Add to that, a group of wonderful poets, an intriguing music maker and one magical book review and you've got the possibility for a bear, a wolf, or maybe more like reindeer tracks. Trust me, when you finish this issue you'll feel like a penny postal rate increase. Or no one could have guessed she wore bi-focals. Either way, this issue will highjack your interest with delights seldom found in military cargo. So escape from your farmer's almanac and get busy...