Editor’s Quarter Note

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I’ve just come home from a long tour in the nick of time-change to bring this issue out of the private pixels of my inbox and into the ether we share. While on the road, my bandmates and I discovered a spriggy little tumbleweed riding along in our van that we named Lyle. In true tumbleweed fashion, he came and went over the course of the month, but returned often, sometimes transforming altogether into another object. One late night in Pittsburgh, some of us got a group tattoo of Lyle in his original tumbleweed form to remember the tour by. This week, on a walk around my neighborhood, I wrote a rhyming haiku about him:

     Each autumn, each tree
     sheds its leaves in hopes to be 
     a bit Lyle-y

The poetry, prose, soundscapes, collages, and conversation you’ll discover in issue 1.3 of Quarter Notes are, in many ways, more enriching than the haiku I’ve shared. But there’s a thread here, something you can always count on: change, longing. The transformational power of community, and the passing of time. The veil is thinning, dear reader, and it’s an honor to be here with you, with these contributors. Happy autumn.

Keep listening!

Lou Turner, editor

PS: Winter submissions are open now though January 30th!

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