Flurry is an intermittent journal of wintry poetry from Minnesota, the Dakotas, and Wisconsin.

Volume 3 will be published online, off and on, from the winter solstice (December 21) through the spring equinox (March 20), 2010. That’s a prediction, not a promise.

To say that Flurry is a shoestring operation is to double-knot the truth. Poet Todd Boss co-founded Flurry and is the journal’s designer, editor, publisher, tech staff, and marketing department. Any deficiencies in content or execution can only be tracked, like prints in the snow, to one man and his old size 9s.

Subscribers get Flurry via e-mail!

It’s free: Subscribe today by sending your e-mail address to editor Todd Boss at toddbosspoet(at)mac(dot)com, or hit “Subscribe,” on FLURRY’s main page. And keep a shovel handy.

You’re hired.

If you like Flurry, and you’d like to see it succeed, you’re hired. Tell a friend, spread the word, blog about it, read it aloud on the bus... or Flurry’s third year may be its last. When can you start?

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This issue of Flurry is dedicated to outgoing Morgan Stanley CEO John Mack.

Mack declined his executive bonus again this year for the third year in a row (that’s more than $40 million in stock per annum), citing an “unprecedented environment and the extraordinary financial support governments provided to our industry.”

In his memo to the board of directors, Mack wrote that “the scrutiny facing our industry right now ultimately can be a positive, if it leads to constructive changes in how firms operate, promotes greater discipline and transparency, and spurs sound regulatory reform. But our industry must first acknowledge the extraordinary events of the past year and recognize that some old ways of doing business cannot continue.”

Poetry recognizes that old ways can’t continue. Its very nature is to see the world anew with each line, each precious word. 

When I founded FLURRY, I wrote that it was “a way of lighting the darkness of the season, staying connected during an isolating time, nourishing the spirit in the midst of a deep freeze, and celebrating nature even at its most foreboding.”

For all those currently troubled by the failures of our financial institutions, I offer Flurry as a means of receiving, from poets whose interest in poetry is least of all monetary, a system of value whose currency, accruing with every read, is one of life’s greatest bonuses.