Phyllis Wax writes in Milwaukee, Wisconsin on a bluff overlooking Lake Michigan. From her office window, she observes birds and butterflies in their seasonal migrations. Phyllis 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. These days, Phyllis sticks pretty close to home, but she still enjoys walking near the lake.