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Who What Where When Why
a chapbook of new poetry written in South America and at Antarctica
about peace and life and nature, what shapes us & how we grow,
read live in Austin Texas 12/2/17 w/ meditation music & rotating projected art
during the final Expressions! performance night live at the Bahá’í Center.

Who What Where When Why - poems from Janet Kuypers

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Visiting Pristine Places on the Planet

Janet Kuypers
11/21/17 (Antarctica, by Whaler’s Harbour)

When I was young, the world
was the size of a thimble, and all
I needed was my own back yard.
But on my own, I was a dot in the
Universe. And that had to change.



So after trying to climb one of the
Alps wearing socks and sandals,
I went to a nearby mountain to spend
20 minutes in it’s radon-filled cave
to try to gain my strength again.

After reading Hitler’s concentration camp
gates in Dachau, Arbeit Mach Frei,
I walked through those gates, and thought.
Work will set you free. Yes, it’s true, I know it.
Because your choice and your drive is freedom.

After singing an entire acoustic concert
at a bar in Fairbanks Alaska, we took off
after midnight, added extra layers and
stood outside in the cold to bask in the geo-
magnetic dance of the Aurora Borealis.

After being stared at by men in India
because I was a tall Western woman
not dressed like a Muslim, I had to go
to their iron-filled, human feces-filled
Bay of Bengal, just to get my feet wet.

After stepping over gold-covered risers
in palaces in China’s Forbidden City,
an older Chinese man asked me in halted
English where I was from. When I said
Chicago, he joyously said “My Kind of Town.”

After I sang at the Great Wall of China,
a group of Chinese people asked to
take a picture with me. But I don’t think
it was my singing, but the fact that I
was a least a foot taller than all of them.

After buying a balalaika in St. Petersburg,
I saw the alarming number of well-armed
Russian guards at ever street corner.
And I thought: we will never be friends, but
at times like these, we’ll try to be friendly.

After retracing Darwin’s Steps
at the Galapagos Islands,
I stopped near the crisscrossed
overlapping Sea Lions napping —
so I could contemplate natural selection.

After seeing destroyed British ships
from early whaling in Antarctica,
I photographed the first Humpback whales
of the season, then took a picture with
a Gentoo penguin as I sat in the snow

and the penguin approached me.



When a man in the 3rd poorest country
in the world was asked why the poor locals
seemed so happy, he explained.
We may not have it all, but we can
choose to be happy. And so we do.

And with these words, I proudly
choose life — I choose life for the Orcas
and Humpback whales, the Chin Strap
and Gentoo penguins, Cormorants, Gulls
and Terns. I choose life for Giant petrels,

Storm petrels, Finches, Nasca birds, even
Sea Lions and Marine Iguanas. I choose life
for the Wyoming bison who passed me on the street.
I choose life for the deer who approached us
as we slept in the grass under stars.

I choose life for all the mass-farmed
animals mankind slaughters because they
choose to consume violence and not peace.
I choose life, because all around the world,
peace is the one thing we could all always use.



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