Jan Sand

I was born in Manhattan, New York, grew up to the age of 12 in Brooklyn, and resided until the age of 36 in Manhattan. I took a degree in industrial design at Pratt Institute and worked in New York until I was designated field man for a New York firm for an exhibition by the US Commerce Dept in Helsinki, where I met my wife. Since then, I worked in Berlin, Paris, Tel Aviv and in the USA.


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	Sustain by Jan Sand Anyone who has lived a while,Accumulated times that should not have been,Suffers, not from misdirections, not from what was,But from what was not, butNe
	Nimble Leap by Jan Sand The Jack-be-nimble, with his trick,Leaped above the candlestick,Occupied a time and space
	The Failure Of Success by Jan Sand I was inspired to think about this by the sculpture of Damien Hirst of a skull inset with an entire surface of diamonds. Hirst is a very successful and very controversial artist who does extremely well in his contributions t

	At The Cafe by Jan Sand At small gobbletime I squatted in clocklightTo glancegrab streetwheel swifties and stumblebys.
	At Both Ends by Jan Sand Way back when I was a kid the question grownups most asked me was “What do you want to be when you grow up?” The only sensible answer, these days, for any kid is “Alive”, since that is becoming more a
	Take-Out by Jan Sand “I want,”He said,“When IAm deadTo be most neatly kept.
	Formation by Jan Sand The patterns of the world wash inAcros
	Quiet by Jan Sand So must I at sunset times and early morning darknessesAttend the swirls of random thoughts that murmur,Whisper, groan, cry and caress the pastAt the graves of distant distress
	Appraisal by Jan Sand To look insideDelight, deride,Examine and decideWhat might have value
	Cages by Jan Sand There is probably no way to puzzle into that dismayI must have felt when pulled to the light of day.Being born, the shocks of light, of sound, necessities to suck in air,When
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