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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	If Then by Jan Sand This or that can be something of a smearWhen definitions are not clear.Midnight may erase a day, but time does not pause,Nor the previous disappear.I am not jus
	I Don't Suppose by Jan Sand I don’t suppose it’s popular to sayThat soon this planet won’tHave any place to stay where weCan avoid the heat or not drownOr have a
	The Seeds Of Death by Jan Sand The seeds of death are intimate to the birth of lifeTo strike away the false and clumsy, shearTo oblivion the inexact.Their pact with the unexpected shreds failure to conform

	The rise of the tool by Jan Sand
	Internal Revelations by Jan Sand To re calibrate the innate,Make it relate to the stateWherein it becomes effected,Requires the enterpriseThat this inspires to energize
	Facing In and Facing Out by Jan Sand A good many animals have tails and I consider it a personal tragedy that I am missing one. A well-articulated prehensile tail could be a very useful addition to my physiology. While I\'m typing at my word processor I would very much appreciate
	Days by Jan Sand The consequence of WednesdaysParented by TuesdaysEnchained in turn by ThursdaysThat parse our times and livesAssigns the rigid order
	Limitations by Jan Sand One cannot taste with an eyeNor hear with a nose.The symphonic qualitiesCannot be exposedTo one who’s never heardAny sound
	Perusing by Jan Sand This enterpriseTo be aliveHas been something,To me,Of a surpriseIn every moment
	The Muskrat by Jan Sand “Here!” my older son had said,And thumped the plastic bag on the bed.Inside I saw the brown-red thing.Small – rabbit sized.Carefully I washed
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