This poem card was printed by Rosemarie Waldrop at the Burning Deck Press, of a poem I wrote back in the 1970's. I suppose technically it is a postal card, but it feels more like a broadside. Yet, at 3 1/4 x 9 inches, it's too small to be mounted on the wall. Just the sort of thing you print when you have a nice stack of waste paper left over from a serious job.
What I like about it is that the visual representation of the meaning of the poem is the literal letter the poem describes--the lower case "i". The i, then, becomes an eye mounted atop a pedestal or pillar. The eye's pupil is like a literal dot--the mind's focus. The poem's shape is both the letter itself and the description. A happy conjunction of word, letter and intention. A self-defining artifact.