Anna-Marya Tompa, Myth of the Equinoctal Egg, installation piece; digital photograph
British, b. 1957, playing from Hemel Hempstead, United Kingdom
I think it was a moment that needed to be grasped without undue cogitation; just as good manners dictate that you receive a gift, whatever it might be, with anticipation, surprise and pleasure. My gift was a poem and it arrived at the equinox and it accorded with my own sense of time marked by the seasons.