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See YouTube video of Janet Kuypers reading her poem (that she wrote there, just before the reading) Quieted Soul at Georgetown’s Poetry Plus open mic at Cianfrani’s 3/25/16 (Canon PS camera, w/ a Posterize filter).

See YouTube video of Janet Kuypers reading her poem (that she wrote there, just before the reading) Quieted Soul at Georgetown’s Poetry Plus open mic at Cianfrani’s 3/25/16 (Canon PS camera, Threshold filter).

See YouTube video 3/25/16 of Janet Kuypers reading her poem (that she wrote there, just before the reading) Quieted Soul at Georgetown’s Poetry Plus open mic at Cianfrani’s (Nikon CooPix S7000, Edge Detection filter).

See YouTube video of Janet Kuypers reading her poem (that she wrote there, just before the reading) Quieted Soul at Georgetown’s Poetry Plus open mic at Cianfrani’s 3/25/16 (Nikon CooPix S7000; Hue Cycling filter).

See YouTube video of Janet Kuypers’ 3 poems Deity Discipline, You Can’t Tell and a poem she wrote there, just before reading, Quieted Soul, and then she closed by reading the Ai poem The Good Shepherd at Georgetown’s Poetry Plus open mic at Cianfrani’s 3/25/16 (filmed from a Canon Power Shot camera).

See YouTube video of Janet Kuypers’ 3 poems Deity Discipline, You Can’t Tell and a poem she wrote there, just before reading, Quieted Soul, and then she closed by reading the Ai poem The Good Shepherd at Georgetown’s Poetry Plus open mic at Cianfrani’s 3/25/16 (video filmed from a Nikon CooPix S7000 camera).

Quieted Soul Janet Kuypers 3/25/16 Drop you in a strange house                 in a strange land. Have a seat, they say relax, enjoy.                 But you feel so tense, you don’t know which way to turn                 and the house is hollow because only your soul will make it                 a home. So the Sun beats down, and you’re at a loss,                 not knowing what to do. So you slowly sit down, catch                 patches of grass in your peripheral vision, wonder                 what steps you can take so you can build a ladder to the sky                 & turn down that damn Sun, ‘cause with the sun so strong                 on this foreign soil it scorches the streets and strips                 the life from our souls. So sit here stoically as the Sun stares                 at this strange home, search for ways to quench that                 quieted soul once more.

(a poem that was written after receiving a blank card with an image on the front, and it was suggested she write a poem about that image.)

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