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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	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
	Descent by Jan Sand At night, in the field of darknessWhere an old mind tosses bright memoriesLike an emperor’s entourage flinging flower petals,The currents of nostalgia move and swirlIn edd
	The Inheritors by Jan Sand
	Talk by Jan Sand There comes a point where idle chatter over things that don’t really matter,Civilities that tolerate the insensate, talk that prates out of the politeConsiderations of weather, hea
	Words and Pictures by Jan Sand
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