The anchor rose and sails flashed out unfurled, then filled; I set a course, h t t p://— and started out across a cyber sea in search of fellow feeling in the world. I wandered where the winter seas were pearled with scattered islands of affinity, whose harbours sometimes seemed like home to me, calm havens when fierce gales of discord swirled. Seafarers slightly known and swiftly gone, some here to listen, some with things to say: those strangers warming in the light that shone from empathy had little time to stay. Minds met a moment, touched and travelled on to look for something lost and far away. by David Anthony

art by Pat Jones