45 | From the Editor
That’s a Wrap
I hope that you have enjoyed this issue of The Flying Saucer Poetry Review. I thoroughly enjoyed putting it together. I humbly thank all contributors to this magazine. You are cultural enrichers, beacons of meaningful creative light, and a source of bright inspiration in the pervasive, societal gloom of disillusionment, divisiveness, and horrifically vapid, TikTok influencers (the very concept of which is incendiary to my every sensibility). Plus, I’m pretty sure that you all make the world go ’round! Keep your chin up and keep doing what you’re doing.
Lots and lots of exciting stuff in the works, so please stay tuned!
Quick story as you head for the exits. I remember quite vividly this strange, younger hippie guy in an organic grocery store in Northern California years ago while there on a visit. He wore what appeared to be a giant, multicolored, woolen beehive on his head and walked aimlessly about the store, apparently not shopping, but whistling loudly in such an odd and vibratory manner that he sounded just like a giant Texas cicada. It obviously annoyed everyone within earshot, which at any given time was about an eighth of the store. As we were leaving, he meandered by us and said, “Safe travels.” I intuitively understood the deeper meaning of his acknowledgement. I smiled and thanked him as we walked past, no longer plotting his demise but rather, feeling an unexpected warmth for humanity and our collective spin through the Cosmos. And so, I say to you: Safe travels, children of the stars.
See you next time, dear reader.