[the Writing of Kuypers]    [JanetKuypers.com]    [Bio]    [Poems]    [Prose]

Listen to this live recording as an mp3 file, a (low quality) wav file or even as a real audio (.ra) file, performed live at Cafe Aloha 05/22/01.

Order this iTunes track from the poetry audio CD “Oh.” audio CD ...Or order the entire CD set from iTunes:

Watch this YouTube video live 11/05/08, finale feature in Chicago at St. Paul’s, a desanctified church

Watch the complete St. Paul’s 11/05/08 show in Chicago, with 11 poems live, filmed from above in the choir seating of this desanctified church (23:58, from the Internet Archive)

Watch the complete feature video from the St. Paul’s 11/05/08 show in Chicago (23:58) from the Internet Archive

Order this iTunes track from the poetry audio CD Hope Chest In The Attic 13 Years of Poetry & Prose ...Or order the entire CD set from iTunes:

Order this iTunes track: even in different forms: from the Chaotic Collection ...Or order the entire 5 CD set from iTunes: CD:

See YouTube video 1/8/16 of Janet Kuypers reading her poem Wedding Lost from her book Hope Chest in the Attic live at the open mic Poetry Plus at Cianfrani’s in Austin (filmed from a Canon Power Shot camera)

See YouTube video 1/8/16 of Janet Kuypers reading her poem Wedding Lost from her book Hope Chest in the Attic live at the open mic Poetry Plus at Cianfrani’s in Austin (filmed from a Nikon CoolPix S7000 camera)

See YouTube video 1/8/16 of Janet Kuypers reading her poems the Cycle, Wedding Lost and the Page (to inspiration) from her book Hope Chest in the Attic live at Austin’s Poetry Plus open mic at Cianfrani’s (Canon)

See YouTube video 1/8/16 of Janet Kuypers reading her poems the Cycle, Wedding Lost and the Page (to inspiration) from her book Hope Chest in the Attic live at Austin’s Poetry Plus open mic at Cianfrani’s (Nikon)

Wedding Lost And she sees herself in the passenger seat at night, her fiance beside her, and the lights seem all too bright, and the rain seems all too loud, like the thunder of soldiers running across a field to war, swept with the drunken feeling of patriotism, charging toward their unknown enemy. And so it happened that night, the lights got brighter, the car started to spin, and then she started to dream. And she sees herself at the end of the church, the bridesmaids have just walked down the aisle, the music changes for her. She feels swept with the euphoria of love, and she begins to walk, but she falls, the bouquet falling from her hand. And in slow motion, white roses and lilies scatter along the aisle. And she looks up, and the groom is gone, and the ground is the ashes of the house they bought together after they were married. She sits up, and she’s at the desk at the bank, trying to get the loan for the house. His job is secure, we’re young, nothing could go wrong. Good thing he wore the blue tie to the bank, and not the red one. And she sees herself waking up from sleep, the oxygen pipe still under her nose, her husband there, tie in hand, asking if she’d like to hold their baby. But she could have sworn she heard the baby stop crying. And she panics. And then she wakes up, her head is bobbing, but now she’s back, back at the hospital, looking at the tubes running out of her fiance’s arm. Copyright Janet Kuypers. All rights reserved. No material may be reprinted without express permission.