*Satisfied by Drew Myron, excised from “Poems” by Mary Baker Eddy, 1910.*

In my first-ever poetry workshop (with nerves and hope in 2003), the dynamic instructor said to me: “I see your words on the wall.”

This, I was sure, was a nice way of saying “not good enough for books.” I slinked away.

But then I began collaborating with artists — Tracy Weil, Senitila McKinley, Valerie Savarie — and suddenly my words were on the wall, and it felt better than a book (and Judyth said: See, I saw this!)

I like the combo of words & image, poem & art, type & design. And so I gravitate to blackout poems, write-overs, erasures, cut-ups. Over the years, I continue to crave visual writing.

This is my latest piece, inspired by my favorites in this field: Sarah J Sloat, Mary Ruefle, Austin Kleon.

I’m not sure where this is going, but I’m enjoying the process. Maybe it’s a warm-up, an exercise, a diversion. Or maybe it’s a fresh start and there’s more ahead on a new wall waiting just for me.