For some unknown reason, here in Finland, visual poetry has become, especially in the last five to ten years, a popular “genre” of all poetic forms. As a Finn, I have no explanation for it — why, when, does it have something to do with our nature, or geography. Perhaps during long, dark late autumn and winter nights, we need light, and have found it in this particular form. And not only visual poetry, but also asemic writing, concrete poetry, computer-animated works; they all seem to warm our minds and hearts.