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See YouTube video read at at Mediterranean Cafe in Berkeley CA 09/17/09

See YouTube video read at at Mediterranean Cafe in Berkeley CA 09/17/09

See YouTube video (1:26) 06/20/08 Live at Mercury Cafe The above YouTube video can also be seen at Meet To Me

Or See complete video of the entire fortune featurette (13:33) 06/20/08 Live at Mercury Cafe

See YouTube video 05/24/11 at the Café in Chicago (read from the ISBN# book the Window)

See YouTube video of the intro to the 05/24/11 open mic at the Café in Chicago, plus her poems He Told Me His Dreams 5, He Told Me His Dreams 6, She Told Me Her Dreams 3, Ice Cream, Games, Vittorio Carli reading her poem Christmas Eve, and Kuypers reading her poem Private Lives 2

See YouTube video (9:35) of Kuypers 05/24/11 at the Café reading her poems He Told Me His Dreams 5, He Told Me His Dreams 6, She Told Me Her Dreams 3, Ice Cream, Games, Vittorio Carli reading her poem Christmas Eve, and Kuypers reading her poem Private Lives 2

Enjoy this YouTube video of Janet Kuypers reading her v225 11/24 Down in the Dirt issue/book “Shadows of Sanity” book poems “Why the White Cliffs of Dover Are So White” (which is also in the book “The Universe is in Your Hands”, & showing the White Cliffs of Dover image), “Private Lives II”, & “Writing Your Name” (+ showing the 2/15/05 show image & the 9/2/17 show image) during her “Poetic License 11/3/24 global open mic” she hosted through Zoom & a Facebook event page (this video was filmed from a Panasonic Lumix 2500 camera; online on Facebook, Twitter/X, Linkedin, Pinterest, Instagram, & Tumblr).. Also enjoy this as a Facebook live video stream that was filmed & streamed from a Samsung S9 camera w/ a Charcoal filter; posted on Facebook, Twitter/X, Linkedin, Instagram, & Tumblr). #janetkuypers #janetkuyperspoetry #janetkuypersbookreading #janetkuyperstheuniverseisinyourhands #janetkuyperspoeticlicense

Private Lives II the elevated train, Chicago, Illinois the people you see he was running his hands along the pages of his large magazine like petting his cat slowly, gently caressing the skin of the animal back and forth his eyes staring off into space was he staring at me I wasn’t afraid to look at him I knew he couldn’t see me his hands sliding over the braille page after page his eyes fixed in my direction I think he knew I was looking Copyright Janet Kuypers. All rights reserved. No material may be reprinted without express permission.