About the Book
They said “it looks like rain” and it kept looking
that way all morning long, until a patch of blue
broke through the lead white sky.
It was just a single patch of blue and moved
across the heavy white sky like a blue cloud
until it vanished headed toward Kansas.
Then all was white above the trees and I
wandered back into the steel roofed shed
to tinker with some unrefined words.
They say “it looks like rain” and it kept looking
that way into the afternoon when I heard
my muse’s voice in the form of raindrops.
Wearing the mask of a summer rainstorm
she poured on the roof more thoughts than
I could gather in a bucket.
Sandy Kinnee is best known for his work on shaped, handmade paper. His work in in the collection of the Metropolitan Museum, Brooklyn Art Museum, Princeton University Art Museum, Museum of New Mexico, Phoenix Art Museum, University of Michigan Art Museum, New Britain Museum of American Art, and many private and public collections. Part of each year he spends in France, where he writes and takes photographs. This series of books assembles the poems, short stories and photography into the themes that have gained critical mass over the years.