Janet Kuypers performs poetry readings at the Cafe Gallery in Chicago 3/4/15 (on the anniversary of the foundation of Chicago)

Janet Kuypers reading her poem “New to Chicago” from memory live 3/4/15 at the open mic the Café Gallery in Chicago (Canon fs200)

“new to chicago”

(poem by Jaet Kuypers)

I’m still new to this city
I know, I know, I’ve been here for years
but I haven’t gone to the Sears Tower Observatory
since my Junior Prom

but when I walk by the First Chicago building
the beams along the north side
sloping up, parabolic pillars curving up to the sky

when I walk by the First Chicago building
I walk up along the side
and lean up against one of the sloping pillars
press my body against the cold concrete
feel the cold against my chin, my breasts, by thighs

and look up along the curve, stretching up towards the sky

you know, these pillars look like race tracks
and I could see something come rushing down that curve
a matchbox car, a race car
a marble, a bowling ball
a two-ton weight

I see the speed, the power, and it
almost makes me afraid to look up

and every time I walk by the First Chicago building
I do the same thing, I do this little ritual
and it feels like the first time

Janet Kuypers reading her poem “New to Chicago” from memory live 3/4/15 at the open mic the Café Gallery in Chicago (Canon Power Shot)


Janet Kuypers reads portions of her India Journals< (from 20150111 9:25PM IST) at the open mic the Café Gallery in Chicago (Canon fs200)


Janet Kuypers reading William F. Meyer Jr.’s poem “Cave Woman / Cave Man Soliloquy I” from the Down in the Dirt collection book What Must be Done live 3/4/15 at the open mic the Café Gallery in Chicago


Janet Kuypers reading Catherine B. Krause’s “The Herd” from the current issue of cc&d magazine’s “the Curve of Arctic Air” live 3/4/15 at the open mic the Café Gallery in Chicago


Janet Kuypers reading Robert Bates’ prose “Knockout” from Down in the Dirt mag (the Jan./Feb. 2015 issue, v127) titled “Treading Water” live 3/4/15 at the open mic the Café Gallery in Chicago


Janet Kuypers reading C Ra McGuirt’s poem “If you read this poem, then you will die” from the 2015 “need to know” literary date book live 3/4/15 at the open mic the Café Gallery in Chicago


Janet Kuypers reading Rex Sexton’s poem “this is not a poem” from the 2015 “need to know” literary date book live 3/4/15 at the open mic the Café Gallery in Chicago


See YouTube video
of Janet Kuypers hosting the open mic 3/4/15 at Gallery Cabaret’s the Café Gallery in Chicago

75 at 75 92Y Poetry

92Y Unterberg Poetry Center’s 75th anniversary and beyond

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75 at 75: Grace Paley Reads From "The Used-Boy Raisers"

75 at 75: Allen Ginsberg, February 26, 1973

75 at 75: Czeslaw Milosz

92Y Dance: 1994 – Present

92Y Parenting Conference: Why Fathers Matter

75th Ranger Regiment: Join the Military Intelligence Battalion

W. G. Sebald | 92Y Readings

David Brooks and Mark Shields with Jeff Greenfield

Neil Gaiman Helps Margaret Atwood Celebrate Her 75th Birthday!

E. E. Cummings: Selected Poems | 92Y Readings

Elizabeth Bishop: Selected Poems | 92Y Readings

Vladimir Nabokov: Selected Poems and Prose | 92Y Readings

Spirit of 92nd Street Y: The Harkness Dance Center at 75

Orhan Pamuk: The Museum of Innocence | 92Y Readings

V. S. Naipaul: The Masque of Africa | 92Y Readings

92Y Teen Modern Dance Class

75 at 75: Mark Strand on Joseph Brodsky

75 at 75: Pico Iyer on Leonard Cohen | 92Y Readings

75 at 75: W. H. Auden: "Bucolics" and "Horae Cononicae"

75 at 75: James Schuyler Reads "Salute" and other poems

75 at 75: Marianne Moore: Her Poems and Translations of La Fontaine

75 at 75: William Trevor Reads "Kathleen's Field"

P.D. James and S.J. Rozan: Mysterious Conversations

75 at 75: Amy Clampitt Reads From A Silence Opens

 
 
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Thallium, poem from the “Periodic Table of Poetry” series (#81, Tl) by Chicago poet Janet Kuypers

Thallium

Janet Kuypers

from the “Periodic Table of Poetry” series (#81, Tl)
started 2/7/14, finished 2/8/14

I swirled the wine glass in my hand.
I watched the red wine swirl,
creeping it’s way to the lip
as I hypnotically observe the vortex.

I like drinking my red wine from those
low, wide-mouthed glasses
so you could smell the sweet aroma
without even drinking. But now,

now I check my fingernails,
looking for dark ridges. I wonder if I
should pull out a few hairs
and check the roots for telltale stripes.

I scan my brain to check if I have enemies,
the coast seems clear, but still I fear
that this precious liquid I hold in my hand
could be the vehicle for my demise.

And no, my liver’s fine, it was just tested,
and I’m not talking about alcohol poisoning
unless it’s because someone put something
in my drink I wouldn’t taste, or smell, or see.

But my brain now flashes to Thallium,
this superconductor, once used to treat
syphilis, gonorrhea, or even tuberculosis
is such a highly toxic heavy metal

that it was used for rat poisoning,
and sometimes even for hair removal
(yeah, trace amounts of Thallium can even
make you lose your hair). But the thing is,

I’ve heard that if you drop it into somethnig like,
say, red wine, no one would be the wiser
and you could kill someone without your victim
even knowing they were ever in danger.

If I keep this up, I’ll really start to worry
whenever my stomach hurts, whenever I feel
nauseous, or even have diarrhea.
If I feel numbness, or tingling and pain,

I’ll second-guess myself. I’ll have to check
the shower drain for excessive hair loss,
and I’ll check my fingernails and follicles again
to make sure I’m in the clear.

Sunset and My Life with the Wave Two Video Poems by Octavio Paz Translated from Spanish

octovio pazimages

Mexican poet, essayist, and political thinker. His works reflect many influences, including Marxism, surrealism, and Aztec mythology. El laberinto de la soledad/The Labyrinth of Solitude (1950), the book which brought him to world attention, explores Mexico’s heritage. His long poem Piedra del sol/Sun Stone (1957) uses contrasting images, centring on the Aztec Calendar Stone (representing the Aztec universe), to symbolize the loneliness of individuals and their search for union with others. He was awarded the Nobel Prize for Literature in 1990.

 
 

 
 

 
 
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