Pandaloon, the pocket poetry saga

Panda plus Loon; Pandaloon, playful wailing, pocket poetry. A dollar. Temporary. Inexpensive. Featured about a dozen poets per month, buying in so that they themselves could afford to give them away. 

I created, promoted, lightly edited, printed, and mailed the issues monthly for just over a year. The project had promise.  I do not know what happened.

I still have a box of submissions, checks, and correspondence with postmarks from Paris, Tokyo, and less notable locations.

Perhaps the money model was flawed. The turn of the century was a troubling time in my print business. Maybe I was simply not staffed for the load.