Phyllis Wax says she is “mentored in modernity” by her young grandchildren. She finds herself lingering at playgrounds, where she enjoys watching the parent/child dynamics. Phyllis writes in Milwaukee on a bluff overlooking Lake Michigan. She has read her poetry on the radio, in coffee shops, in libraries, and bars, and her work has been exhibited with art quilts and weavings in a variety of venues around the state of Wisconsin as part of four poet/fiber artist collaborations.