1998-2005 Scars Publications Guestbook
1998-2005 Scars Publications Guestbook
If A = B and B = C, then A = C, except where void or prohibited by law.
-- Roy Santoro
Hoagy@yahoo.com>
San Miono, MI USA - Thursday, January 13, 2005 at 23:47:17 (EST)
It's out of the blue and into the black Hey hey, my my
They give you this, but you pay for that Rock and roll can never die
And once you're gone you can never come back There's more to the picture
When you're out of the blue Than meets the eye
And into the black
-- Neil Young
"My My, Hey Hey (Out of the Blue), Rust Never Sleeps"
What no spouse of a writer can ever understand is that a writer is working when he's staring out the window.
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San Miono, MI USA - Saturday, December 18, 2004 at 21:52:19 (EST)
BOFH Excuse #291:
Due to the CDA, we no longer have a root account.
You can go anywhere you want if you look serious and carry a clipboard.
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San Miono, MI USA - Saturday, December 18, 2004 at 21:35:45 (EST)
Bart Simpson on chalkboard in episode 8F14
"I'd love to go out with you, but my favorite commercial is on TV."
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San Diego, Ca USA - Tuesday, December 07, 2004 at 15:49:59 (EST)
Peanut Blossoms
4 cups sugar 16 tbsp. milk
4 cups brown sugar 4 tsp. vanilla
4 cups shortening 14 cups flour
8 eggs 4 tsp. soda
4 cups peanut butter 4 tsp. salt
Shape dough into balls. Roll in sugar and bake on ungreased cookie
sheet at 375 F. for 10-12 minutes. Immediately top each cookie with a
Hershey's kiss or star pressing down firmly to crack cookie. Makes a
heck of a lot.
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San Diego, Ca USA - Monday, November 29, 2004 at 09:49:17 (EST)
What is firmly established cannot be uprooted.
What is firmly grasped cannot slip away.
It will be honored from generation to generation.
Cultivate Virtue in your self,
And Virtue will be real.
Cultivate it in the family,
And Virtue will abound.
Cultivate it in the village,
And Virtue will grow.
Cultivate it in the nation,
And Virtue will be abundant.
Cultivate it in the universe,
And Virtue will be everywhere.
Therefore look at the body as body
;
Look at the family as family;
Look at the village as village;
Look at the nation as nation;
Look at the universe as universe.
How do I know the universe is like this?
By looking!
The difference between waltzes and disco is mostly one of volume.
-- T.K.
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San Diego, Ca USA - Thursday, November 25, 2004 at 19:54:01 (EST)
George W. Bush
August 25, 1999
Quoted in Talk.
"Those of us who spent time in the agricultural sector and in the heartland, we understand how unfair the death penalty is---the death tax is. I don't want to get rid of the death penalty, just the death tax."
George W. Bush
February 28, 2001
Never give an inch!
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San Diego, Ca USA - Sunday, November 21, 2004 at 10:09:45 (EST)
The Federal Bureau of Investigation & Privacy Violations has issued a
national advisory warning computer stores to be on the lookout for the
"Bluescreen Bandits". These extreme Linux zealots go from store to store
and from computer to computer typing in "C:\CON\CON" and causing the demo
machines to crash and display the Blue Screen Of Death.
Efforts to apprehend the bandits have so far been unsuccessful. The
outlaws were caught on tape at a CompUSSR location in Southern California,
but in an ironic twist, the surveillance system bluescreened just before
the penguinistas came into clear view.
"We don't have many clues. It's not clear whether a small group is behind
the bluescreen vandalism, or whether hundreds or even thousands of geek
zealots are involved," said the manager of a Capacitor City store.
The manager has good reason to be upset. The bluescreen raid was the top
story in the local newspaper and quickly became a hot topic of discussion.
As a result, the local school board halted its controversial plans to
migrate their computers from Macs to PCs.
"Success covers a multitude of blunders."
'm often asked the question, "Do you think there is extraterrestrial intelli-
gence?" I give the standard arguments -- there are a lot of places out there,
and use the word *billions*, and so on. And then I say it would be astonishing
to me if there weren't extraterrestrial intelligence, but of course there is as
yet no compelling evidence for it. And then I'm asked, "Yeah, but what do you
really think?" I say, "I just told you what I really think." "Yeah, but
what's your gut feeling?" But I try not to think with my gut. Really, it's
okay to reserve judgment until the evidence is in.
Hey! now! Come hoy now! Whither do you wander?
Up, down, near or far, here, there or yonder?
Sharp-ears, Wise-nose, Swish-tail and Bumpkin,
White-socks my little lad, and old Fatty Lumpkin! And that makes me think of the Simpsons where Homer
asked Ned Flanders if Jesus could make a burrito SO hot that even HE couldn't
eat it? Beautiful question you posed, there...
cool writings on the page, angel.
cool entry, mulrooney. my email isn't working so i have
to post that here... it was nice to see your work on the board!
how like commissars the anchors are how close the New York news is to a POTUS Ôputer well you have the mob ruling anonymously clap clap harder
I lived my life by what was given to me,
A child so innocent to the wise man's ways,
hi... just found out of cc&d that a bit of my
writing is going to be in their new book, which is cool by me. maybe they like
me beacuse i was the winner of their book contest award a few years back. i was
just going to say that i thought it was cool.
...Absolutely beautiful. Very impressive.
Congratulations. Haven't had a chance to read much yet, but I loved the poem
"Clipping Koltin." The photography looks great.
I'm enjoying the copy of "Suphur and Sawdust," which
came in the mail yesterday. The design is phenomenal. Stark, sleek, brilliant,
impressive. Very refreshing. The small lines of text running sideways down the
pages? Very cool. This is really, well-done, classy looking anthology.
Blister and Burn (is a) collection the admitably
fulfills the promise of its title. I'm amazed at how much (Kuypers) accomplishes
and gets done. She is listening hard for the authentic voices of America.
---
Thank you - (Kuypers has) really outdone herself with
Blister and Burn. What a great volume, and your work is quite compelling!
Marvelous job.
---
Blister and Burn arrived today. It's quite handsome,
attractive format, clean and uncluttered.
sorry to add this, but that sounds cool. like your use
of language.
You can't just write about it
moonlight is a hypnotist/putting people in a trance
Jean Hellemans Comments: This is a rose That is a angel So be gentel
with the rose and never lost the angel out of your vieuw my heart is always with
You my body somtemps not but my love is forever
janet kuypers TALL MAN
I can feel your presence your long shadow a stranger
Poem by Nari
R. London
Vin Gleason
Website: Insane Poetry "Long Long Road"
Life is a long, long road
Mackenzie Silver all i've done and now i have to
Referred by: Just Surfed On In i used to think that i would like to get into an
accident think that if i were to be injured, that a few of you
: SJRivera
Time: 1998-04-18 20:03:00 i used to think that i was no good and then i got a good job and then i looked in the mirror and people laughed at my jokes and now i look around me and i wonder if i expect too much
Referred by: Just Surfed On In you'd think that the people that are most like you yeah, i know your mood swings, your hatred
Referred by: Just Surfed On In burn through me
now that i've seen you and i know it for a fact and if after so many years
Referred by: Word of Mouth chances one: yes, it's yes
if there are only so and i said yes
and i know but i know that that there can only be who fit like a glove
who want what you want
Referred by: Word of Mouth chances two: here i am
and it not because of fate that you can find someone and someone that makes you feel alive that only happens so often, you know am
Referred by: Word of Mouth can't answer that one
i have a better job than you i'm attractive i'm strong and i look at what we had why did i ever put up with you with all my talent, with all my
1998-04-20 15:37:00
choices
don't hate yourself
Referred by: Word of Mouth shiny new again
i've always been by your side
i've always tried to help you i've always picked up the pieces
and i've seen you fall apart and i've picked up the pieces and now i feel like it's happening you're falling apart too how
Website: CAFE SOCIETY Voices in the machinery between the words that replace your face My virtual family and I
Grover Gall Against The Grain
the sharpest sliver
William Bough Too much sadness, Too much badness, Sadness and badness
lead to madness. Too much awfulness, Too much atrociousness, Awfulness and
atrociousness lead to anxiousness. Too much bitterness, Too much aggressiveness,
Bitterness and aggressiveness lead to callousness. Too much aimlessness, Too
much curiousness, Aimlessness and curiousness lead to addictiveness. Too much
abruptness, Too much abrasiveness, Abruptness and abrasiveness lead to
abusiveness. Too many causeless, So much selfishness, Causeless and selfishness
lead to hopelessness.
By William Bough.
Referred by: Just Surfed On In Comments: THE PURPLE HEART At the bottom of the
beautiful laden sea, lies the grave of someone I knew, but never met. He lived
his life as a sailor, but he died as a savior. The ones he left behind will
always remember his passing, he received a blessing, that should be in red, not
in purple. The red would stand for the blood split to receive it, the gold
figurehead stands for the First Commander who gave it. The colors that hold it
stand for the Glorious Country that cries each time it is given. On the back of
the medal the names are scrolled to remember those who received it. The shape is
in that of a heart to show where the true idea of giving it came from. The
purple and gold are in memory of where you may be now, and where we someday may
join you.
By William Scott Cass in loving memory of William
Stephen Cass
Diana Comments: I'm enjoying your page so very much
Nick DiSpoldo, Small Press Review (on "Children,
Churches and Daddies," April 1997)
Kuypers is the widely-published poet of particular
perspectives and not a little existential rage, but she does not impose her
personal or artistic agenda on her magazine. CC+D is a provocative potpourri of
news stories, poetry, humor, art and the "dirty underwear" of politics.
"Circling Overhead," by John Sweet. 24 pp. Jesus Christ
-- this could easily qualify as the most depressing chapbook I've ever fuckin'
read. From the chuckling opener, "Dying in America" ("the sun pinning your limbs
to the pavement as the tourists... take pictures for their friends") to the
rib-tickling closer, "Murdered Children" ("I write about murdered children
simply because children are murdered... there's no point in praying because
there's no god"), "Circling Overhead" is page after page of venom-filled,
America-hating, piss-laced ruminations on battered wives, children with guns,
and lynched minority groups (and, of course, the required "I hate myself because
I'm a straight white male" piece). ...Oh, it's GOOD, don't get me wrong, it's
definitely worth your time and money. And of course, Scars Publications'
attention to graphic design makes it, as usual, a sharp book to even look at.
But for God's sake, will someone out there please have sex with Mr. Sweet so
he'll get in a better mood? Oh, wait, he did have sex ("Not Love But Something")
and it still didn't help. Uh, never mind.
#85 (of children, churches and daddies) turned out well.
I really enjoyed the humor section, especially the test score answers. And, the
cup-holder story is hilarious. I'm not a big fan of poetry - since much of it is
so hard to decipher - but I was impressed by the work here, which tends toward
the straightforward and unpretentious.
I'll be totally honest, of the material in Issue (either
83 or 86 of Children, Churches and Daddies) the only ones I really took to were
Kuypers'. TRYING was so simple but most truths are, aren't they?
CC&D is obviously a labor of love ... I just have to
smile when I go through it. (Janet Kuypers) uses her space and her poets to best
effect, and the illos attest to her skill as a graphic artist.
I like the magazine a lot. I like the spacious lay-out
and the different coloured pages and the variety of writer's styles. Too many
literary magazines read as if everyone graduated from the same course. We need
to collect more voices like these and send them everywhere.
The precursor to the magazine title (Children, Churches
and Daddies) is very moving. "Scars" is also an excellent prose poem. I never
really thought about scars as being a form of nostalgia. But in the poem it also
represents courage and warmth. I look forward to finishing her book.
I just checked out the site. It looks great. I
especially love the "info" page.
Visuals were awesome. They've got a nice enigmatic
quality to them. Front cover reminds me of the Roman sculptures of angels from
way back when. Loved the staggered tire lettering, too. Way cool.
The new CC&D looks absolutely amazing. It's a
wonderful lay-out, looks really professional - all you need is the glossy pages.
Truly impressive AND the calendar, too. Can't wait to actually start reading all
the stuff inside.. Wanted to just say, it looks good so far!!!
I passed on a copy to my brother who is the director of
the St. Camillus AIDS programs. We found (Children, Churches and Daddies')
obvious dedication along this line admirable.
Wonderful new direction (Children, Churches and Daddies
has) taken - great articles, etc. (especially those on AIDS). Great stories -
all sorts of hot info!
This "Blue Note" poem instantly haunted me because of
its gritty realism, and its deceptive "simplicity" (consider further what this
guy's "religion" really is...and how "universal" it may be out there). It seems to me that (Kuypers) takes the confessional
kind of poetry beyond its limits, beyond the individual, or rather through her
to the problems. Indeed, the agonies of a whole society in chaos. All this
mayhem erupts in private homes, but has its roots in our betrayal of community,
in our forgetting ethics, in our brutality toward the weak. Her people are
hurting under the glitter and gloss of consumer society, and while the Market
thrives, they are broken on its wheels. Can poetry contribute to the solution to
all this? I think so, but the results are unproven so far, in part because of
this confusion and pain. But being with the outcast is that essential first
step. Melville's Ahab cries out, "If man would strike, strike through the mask!"
In our time, she has struck through the mask also.
So now I look for your stuff and I know it's not
boring...I'm sure you have many fans, although most probably don't take time to
let you know.
Scars Publications
A. Jacob Hassler, via the internet
I visit the Poetry Exchange nearly every day. While
several talented poets are featured therein, I personally enjoy (Kuypers')
writings especially. I admire the pummeling truths about your subjects. Only
real-life experiences could draw those analogies!
I found myself drawn into your "story" and, despite my
crabby mood, I read it till the end. You conveyed the circular nature of life
quite well; also the sense of resignation and fatalism of the narrator.
I want to praise (Kuypers') essay on pornography. It is
wonderful to know that there are intelligent young women out there that "cannot
be submissive" either, and are not!!! Keep up your inspiring work; I intend to
become an avid fan.
(Kuypers') writing is well-done and she successfully
avoids cliches and other lame things.
(Kuypers' work is) very nice. Being afrequent flyer, I
especially appreciated the toilet on airplane story (on an airplane with a
frequent flyer). And I liked her veggie story (some people want to believe) too
(being a veggie, and hating people who can't face the truth).
I feel not only honored to have read (Kuypers') poetry,
but as if I were looking into a mirror. We have relished the same music,
experienced the same feelings, loved the same men. But then - that's the way it
is supposed to be, isn't it - The poet making others feel as if we have survived
the same pains and joys. I have been a writer/poet my entire life, probably much
like Kuypers in that I never really had a choice about the matter. It is just
something we must do; something we are called on to provide in this sometimes
callous world of ours to make people "feel" and thereby learn from the emotion.
Thank you for sharing it with the world!
Cool look... in an alternative style and voice. Reads
like a labor of love, most meaningful to those close to the author yet reaches
any reader with observations and comments on various situations. Definitely
worth reading.
Just wanted to say the new look of the magazine looks
Wonderful! Good job on the ezine too. I'm impressed.
I don't usually like poetry. But I found (Ms. Kuypers')
style interesting, liked the images in "wedding lost" and the believability of
"farmer" - I get the feeling she knows her subjects well, and has a lot to say.
I don't mind use of words like "and" and "the" because they seem to be important
anyway. She writes with strong feeling and passion, inspired dropper of verbal
bombs.
I passed on a copy to my brother who is the director of
the St. Camillus AIDS programs. We found (Children, Churches and Daddies')
obvious dedication along this line admirable.
I read (Kuypers') poem "i want love" and found that I
could relate to the feelings that she expressed. She made the poem so simple,
but complex in text meaning that it is simply worded but it has a lot of meaning
and feeling behind it.
CC&D is obviously a labor of love ... I just have to
smile when I go through it. (Janet Kuypers) uses her space and her poets to best
effect, and the illos attest to her skill as a graphic artist.
HOPE CHEST IN THE ATTIC is a collection of
well-fashioned, often elegant poems and short prose that deals in many
instances, with the most mysterious and awesome of human experiences: love...
Janet Kuypers draws from a vast range of experiences and transforms thoughts
into lyrical and succinct verse... Recommended as poetic fare that will
titillate the palate in its imagery and imaginative creations.
Janet takes hold of everyday stereotypes, shakes them
up, and throws them at your feet. She makes you look at the vile mess we have
all helped to create and exist. "This is not a pretty picture" is quite intent
in describing (woman.). Broken into appropriate chapters...for men & for
women, Janet pokes your own pointing finger in your own eye. Blink again and
look at the absurd labeling and phrases taken to task. She gives voice to a
woman convicted of killing her boyfriend during a rape, chopping his body up and
then being sentenced to an asylum. This story belongs in "WOMEN OF THE ASYLUM"
as it is every bit as intensifying as those within that book's pages. (woman.)
is poetry relating to date rape, domestic violence, emotional abuse and
recovery. I applaud Janet her stand and I will gladly stand beside her.
The new CC&D looks absolutely amazing. It's a
wonderful lay-out, looks really professional - all you need is the glossy pages.
Truly impressive AND the calendar, too. Can't wait to actually start reading all
the stuff inside.. Wanted to just say, it looks good so far!!!
Thank you - (Kuypers has) really outdone herself with
Blister and Burn. What a great volume, and your work is quite compelling!
Marvelous job.
We loved Kuypers' stuff. We didn't get around to reading
a lot of our submissions until the very last minute, but when we got to hers, we
kind of forgot about the time pressures and everything. I enjoyed a great many... (pieces of Kuypers' work). Let
me just say that I like (Kuypers') work, and am extremely pleased to include her
with the other authors in White Crow.
I must admit, her pieces were quite moving to both
myself and my staff. A few had to stop reading because they were too overcome
with emotion. (Kuypers should) give herself a pat on the back for that one.
I liked the one about the broken shouldered dad shoot
the squirrel ("My Father, Shooting an Animal"). She did it right, and avoided
too much politically correct moralizing.
I had never heard of (Janet Kuypers) or her magazine,
but suffice it to say, (after reading some of her work) I now want to read
everything she has ever written.
I'm impressed by (Kuypers') prolific work, she obviously
is very devoted to her writing.
I just recieved my copy of the vol. 77 - March issue.
First of all, let me say I am impressed, make that "throw me up against the wall
and do whatever you want with me" impressed, by the new layout, design and
color. Mighty fine job, mighty fine!
I feel I'm going to be swallowed up in (her) openness...
Her honesty wakes me. I'll stop claiming, stop possessing my pain as real - I'll
share it with her. (She makes) me examine my humility, the humiliation of being
raped and I will no longer feel alone.
I will thank her for rekindling the reminders of the
mysteries of this paradoxical adventure we call day-to-day living. I will thank
her for sharing her hopes, dreams, and joys along with the pain and confusion.
I admire her courage, her self-honesty, her integrity in
putting so much of herself into her work, into her art.
My sense is that Kuypers) has a strong, articulate voice
and makes insightful observations into the human/huwoman conditions. Those pieces for me have a personal-social realism that
is very poignant, very powerful (and unfortunately, seemingly timeless).
CCD is a great magazine. Very nicely done - and good
poetry.
I really like (Kuypers' work). Usually, poetry depresses
me so much my other editors grab them from me before I can read them or I will
be miserable the rest of the day. But... I enjoyed her work.
I like the magazine a lot. I like the spacious lay-out
and the different coloured pages and the variety of writer's styles. Too many
literary magazines read as if everyone graduated from the same course. We need
to collect more voices like these and send them everywhere.
read (Kuypers') stuff in the Poetry Exchange... nice...
Best i've seen on the Poetry Exchange ... Some of it reminded me of how I
felt/what I wrote when my 2nd ex split... Congrats, anyone who can elicit
feelings thru writing is doing the job...
Blister and Burn arrived today. It's quite handsome,
attractive format, clean and uncluttered Congratulations on the
publication....good work!
I took a little time and visited some of the writing. I
like "the burning" very much. I like the narrative feel of the piece. I like
one-sided conversational pieces in poetry ... like you don't care what the
reader thinks; you're just reporting your rhetorical thoughts and observations.
"Hope Chest in the Attic" captures the complexity of
human nature and reveals startling yet profound discernments about the
travesties that surge through the course of life. This collection of poetry,
prose and artwork reflects sensitivity toward feminist issues concerning abuse,
sexism and equality. It also probes the emotional torrent that people may
experience as a reaction to the delicate topics of death, love and family.
I found the material to be entertaining and, at times,
thought-provoking.
Ms. Kuypers shows us that, in certain circumstances,
each person is an enormously authoritative reality to each other person...Ms.
Kuypers is adept at creating an emotional layering.
These poems document a very complicated internal
response to the feminine side of social existence.
The whole project is hip, anti-academic, the poetry of
reluctant grown-ups, picking noses in church. An enjoyable romp! Though also
serious.
She open with a poem of her own devising, which has that
wintry atmosphere demonstrated in the movie version of Boris Pasternak's Doctor
Zhivago. The atmosphere of wintry white and cold, gloriously murderous cold,
stark raging cold, numbing and brutalizing cold, appears almost as a character
who announces to his audience, "Wisdom occurs only after a laboriously
magnificent disappointment." Alas, that our Dusty Dog for mat cannot do justice
to Ms. Kuypers' very personal layering of her poem across the page.
I really love (Kuypers') poems and can relate to
everything she says. I am suprised by this. I wish I could read all of her
poems. it's like listening to myself. It is what I am thinking but try not to
think about or admit.
#85 (of children, churches and daddies) turned out well.
I really enjoyed the humor section, especially the test score answers. And, the
cup-holder story is hilarious. I'm not a big fan of poetry - since much of it is
so hard to decipher - but I was impressed by the work here, which tends toward
the straightforward and unpretentious.
I forwarded (poem "everything was alive and dying") to
all of the readers. They all say it has power and persuasion.
I read your poem regarding your first brush with death,
and it happened to be Lennon's, one which, no matter how many times we have
faced it, was horrible. I like the way you wrote about it. The way it effected
you. Your ending was on the whole superb...it put it all together...wonderful
job !!
I thought Lennon's was your first until I read the next
poem, how intense, how masked the death of that woman was, no one spoke of it!
As if it was unspeakable, so sad is the way of the world in respect to what we
feel and what we say we feel, or dont say....
Love (Kuypers') work. Enjoy her style, graceful,
charming and engaging work. I love her work. And wish to show our other
contributors her style and lavish textured charm.
I write to say I enjoyed (Kuypers') poem Father's Tears.
Very nice. And thanks for writing the poem. It shines bright, lovely. You write
sentences that mean business. You write what you understand. I admire your work.
I commend you. No extrovert are you. Rather you go about tidying up the world.
This and that applied with much charm grace.
Indeed, there's a healthy balance here between wit and
dark vision, romance and reality, just as there's a good balance between words
and graphics. The work shows brave self-exploration, and serves as a reminder of
mortality and the fragile beauty of friendship.
Janet Kuypers has gazed into this Hell (of sexism), and
is determined to preserve and transmit the lived record of its regions so that,
perhaps, others can avoid pain and suffering. She insists that we resolutely
examine the roots of our society's obsession with owning and buying and shaping
and dominating, which much of the time is men ruling women. I often feel as if
she is attempting, in her work, to exorcise the demons that grip America in the
name of freedom and "family values." Blister and Burn (is a) collection the admitably
fulfills the promise of its title. I'm amazed at how much (Kuypers) accomplishes
and gets done. She is listening hard for the authentic voices of America.
I like (Kuypers') poetry. So much poetry being written
now is existential angst. I like the sort of poetry that paints a picture in
your head and you feel like you are there - physically or emotionally - for just
a second.
I just checked out the site. It looks great. I
especially love the "info" page.
Just read "right there by your heart". Real power there.
Don't know what she was feeling when she wrote it, but by the time I was done I
was twisted in a knot.
I read (Kuypers') interview, and it is my opinion that
she is very inspiring. Not too long ago, I was caught in a situation that caused
me to fall a little under the weather. Someone said that my horoscope said that
an older woman would help me get through it. Naturally, I thought I would end up
developing a relationship with an older woman, but I was wrong. It wasn't
supposed to be taken at face value. You see, I read her interview in Nation and,
probably for the first time ever, realized that everything would be okay. So, in
essence, she is the older woman that helped me pull through my trying times.
Just wanted to say "thanks" and that "she is a great inspiration to many."
I loved (Kuypers') work.....Its so refreshing....so many
pieces I receive to look at are so formatted and such, and hers is so rich and
from the soul.... I especially loved the one (some people want to believe) about
being vegetarian (I'm an ovo-lacto also) - this is a conversation I had with
someone as well.....very enlightening to know that others suffer my fate.... I
really loved them all....
...Absolutely beautiful. Very impressive.
Congratulations. Haven't had a chance to read much yet, but I loved the poem
"Clipping Koltin." The photography looks great.
The poetry calendars arrived today. They look terrific.
I loved Crossing the Street, The Burning, and The Year I Reach My Prime.
Interesting photos, too. Congratulations on the results of (Kuypers') efforts in
producing a beautiful calendar.
I would like to congratulate Kuypers on the material she
has in Vivo. I would like to congratulate her because its not crap. I looked
through poetry and fiction on the net for 2.5 hours and hers is the first I've
found that isn't crap. Her work is very very good. It is fair and intelligent
and interesting and I can tell she wrote it because she had something to write —
not because she wanted to write something.
Wow! She kicks!! Right on!! I just got this 'ere
Internet thingie up and running this week and I been checking out the net for a
place to drop my poetry...I wanna make sure I don't waste my time with a poetry
server who ain't gonna bother with me....anyways, I was reading The Burning
first, then This Is What It Means... and a couple more including The Letter, and
I was really impressed, finally someone who actually got personally involved in
their poetry, not standing back like some "Frasier Sitcom" intellectual
type....you know what I mean? I mean you get into (Kuypers') stuff, you FEEL
it...obviously I really like poetry, the more powerful and intense the
better...and I think I'm sitting on a g-damn nuclear bomb...
I did recieve my copy of Nation on Saturday morning and
it was an interesting mix of feelings evoked upon seeing something of mine
actually in print. I think that Janet Kuypers is a new hero of mine...
Whats an amateur poet like myself doing commeting on the
work of a big timer poet? And a female one too? Though i am sure she has
probably heard it a million times before and at this point it probably makes no
difference... (Kuypers') poetry is excellent, great, with an aftertaste of
self-questioning. All I can hope for is for her to keep on entertaining and
amusing with her words the ears of poetry lovers and amateur poets as myself.
I was moved by the powerful sense of detail with which
(Janet Kuypers) expresses her memories. Her work is excellent and should be
seen.
I'll be totally honest, of the material in Issue (either
83 or 86 of Children, Churches and Daddies) the only ones I really took to were
Kuypers'. TRYING was so simple but most truths are, aren't they?
When I first read CHICAGO, WEST SIDE I wasn't that crazy
about it. It was only on closer investigation that it began to grow on me. It is
evocative. Actually it was one word that changed my mind about the whole piece:
this! as in "this time, when she heard the sirens..." So, did she kill her
abusive husband? Whatever she did, it seems she was still able to make a cup of
coffee after, such a domesticated thing to do. In fact, the whole opening image
is quite excellent, very well constructed. So how many times have the neighbours
called the cops?
(Kuypers' work) is great writing, and she writes
extremely well...She is a great writer. Keep up the good work...Diarist's
Journal can certainly use people with her talent.
I value her words as they appear on the screen or on
paper. Anyway, I'm one of her biggest fans.
(Kuypers is) one of my favorite writers.
Her words create scars on my memory.
When I read a full page of Chicago's soon-to-be
award-winning-poet Janet Kuypers' work I had one of Joyce's moments of aesthetic
arrest (not yet cardiac, huh?).
I think (Kuypers is) an amazing writer. Herwork is so
straight, and that's so rare...how'd she get so brave?
Just read "Childhood Memories six" on the Poetry
Exchange. It struck a very responsive chord. Well put together -
congratulations!
Some excellent writing in "Hope Chest in the Attic." I
thought "Children, Churches and Daddies" and "The Room of the Rape" were
particularly powerful pieces.
I hope to meet editor Janet Kuypers... I will tell her:
"the thought of you/puts a sparkle in my eye/and I can't help but smile." When I
discover a Kuypers poem in any zine I turn on to that page and read it first.
But especially, I like (Kuypers') ability for
versatility. She had the rage, the tenderness, the humor.
I just read (Kuypers') piece of work, and i have to say
that it blew me away. Did that experience in the gas station actually happen?
What an awakening. I never understood when men argued that the women in the porn
mags "wanted" to be there. As if they even look at their faces, searching for a
smile! I've often found myself having to use a gas station bathroom on the side
of the highway, or in a dingy town with a population of what seemed like two
serial killers and a shit load of perverts. I've never wanted to touch a thing
in them, afraid that I would then take more of the memory of the place back with
me to the car, contaminating it.
I think (Kuypers is) a very talented writer.
I really enjoy having her poetry in the magazine. I
think she is a very talented writer.
Just read (Kuypers') poem about pain and it made me
grateful everything's working this morning in my lucky body. Good writing.
This was by far the best poem I have ever read! I mean
that seriously. I have never been able to read someone's work and truly feel as
though I was there. This was so powerful...so moving....I really enjoyed it.
(Kuypers') poems are a treat to read.
The precursor to the magazine title (Children, Churches
and Daddies) is very moving. "Scars" is also an excellent prose poem. I never
really thought about scars as being a form of nostalgia. But in the poem it also
represents courage and warmth. I look forward to finishing her book.
All (Kuypers') writing is of very good quality.
I just wanted to tell (Kuypers) I enjoyed reading her
poetry! Thank you! And keep on writing!
Thank you so much for the book—beautiful beautiful
beautiful! I'm keeping
I read (Kuypers') poem Barbie. It has so much truth to
it. I'm 13. But when I was little I had barbies. All different ones. I had all
the ones from the shows like Aladdin and Beauty and the Beast. And just plain
old Barbie. I don't get why they make them look so perfect. I wish they could
make them look like the average human being. Most people aren't that tall, most
people don't have big blue eyes and long, flowing blond hair. Most people are
not anorexic. Or look like it. We are all different and THAT'S what makes us
beautiful! I really like your poem. It will stay in my mind forever!
Children, Churches and Daddies is eclectic, alive and is
as contemporary as tomorrow's news.
Sinclair Lewis was fond of saying that college
professors liked their literature "cold and dead." That seems like a safe
generalization when i consider the cargoloads of vacuous vomit that spews from
most university presses.
Sinclair Lewis would read Janet Kuypers. "Striking" is a
collection of poetry, essays, letters and diary entries. Like Sylvia Plath,
Kuypers has a sense of existential rage but, unlike Plath, her rage is more
incisive and focused. She is concerned with problems, whether societal or
internal, and "...the violence that often stems from them." Pablo Neruda claims
"literature must have a duty toward life" and Kuypers undoubtedly believes this.
"Violence" - aside from the obvious forms that fill our streets, homes, movies
and television - may even be subtle. In "Taking Out The Brain," Kuypers
describes a med student's first sutopsies: "I had a hard time / taking out the
brain / cause you know that's where / the memories are / that's what makes him /
him..."
Isolation and loneliness are recurrent Kuypers themes
and, again like Plath, she is both appauled and preoccupied with suicide:
suicide as the ultimate antidote for the diseases of modern society. She creates
marvelous if gruesome imagery in her "Hancock Suicide, Chicago, 1994." A
handicapped woman throws herself out of a fiftieth floor window of the Hancock
building in Chicago and lands near a construction worker who is on a break:
"...I felt all of this stuff / hit me, like wet concrete / thrown at me, but I
didn't / know what the hell it was / It took a while for me / to realize the
woman jumped / she hit the fence, her head / and spinal cord were still / stuck
on the fence // I won't hear about this on the news / they try to downplay
suicides / but other violence is fine with them."
Kuypers is clever and clear and her book is indeed a
bargain.
Kuypers is a true feminist in that she demands
political, economic and social equality with men. She wishes dignity, not a
pedestal, and she is not one of Margaret Mitchell's blushing belles who is
vulnerable to the romance of roses and rainbows.
Furthermore, she is that rare female poet who doesn't
believe that poetry initially came from Hallmark cards.
I like Kuypers because she is clear, unequivocal and
cleverly calculating.
To outsiders, the Chicago Theatre Scene might seem
ubiquitous, yet inaccessible. From the larger, nationally acclaimed playhouses
to the neighborhood Off-Loop troupes, you could literally see a different show
every night of the year in this town, while somehow feeling oddly removed from
it all. Partly, the attitude and hype might have something to do with it;
mostly, though, the inevitable rigidity of the Proscenium Arch forever separates
audience from actor.
just wanted to let you know that I love your poems "The
Burning" and "Andrew Hettinger" very much. There is something felt there that is
even greater than the journalism style poetry that you sent me, as examples, the
other day. I felt that the happenings and drama described there felt like a real
person speaking of real life events. Maybe it is just a quibble as the two other
stories could be considered that way but somehow they felt distant.
I've read all of (Kuypers') short stories and poetry and
now she is an enigma.
They originate from Chicago, but Janet Kuypers' poetry
and prose can be found in little magazines across the United States.
I greatly enjoyed her poetry.
I read some of (Kuypers') poetry in an e-mail anthology.
Her work was outstanding.
i found (Kuypers') poem hilarious...... in a good way.
very observant of her.
(Kuypers') poem "taking out the brain" rings true... The
homeless are often viewed as mentally ill, lazy, etc. The government hype and
media have done a good job impregnating the collective mindset of amerika. At
any rate, that's one fine poem - send it and others of a similar nature across
the planet.
I have been reading many of her works, poetry, fiction,
and prose all over the net and I must say I am very impressed. She is a very
fine writer.
A nice vignette. A slice of life.
I'm enjoying the copy of "Suphur and Sawdust," which
came in the mail yesterday. The design is phenomenal. Stark, sleek, brilliant,
impressive. Very refreshing. The small lines of text running sideways down the
pages? Very cool. This is really, well-done, classy looking anthology.
Congratulations, Janet.
There is a compelling, intelligent, imaginative force in
(Ms. Kuypers') voice. I think I would unequivacally say that she has the rare
gift of expressing the personal as universal - which is art. She's an artist,
and the world desperately needs more artists.
I have read some (not all, yet) of Janet's poetry and it
is clear, understandable, and very moving. Thanks!
I have read through part of (Kuypers') book and it is
innnnncredible. (Kuypers is) very gifted!
Another wonderful batch of work!! I truly do think
(Kuypers has) talent. This was an excellent assortment.
I like Janet Kuypers' poems...for a poet under 30, her
mastery of the simple word is exceptional. Too many poets, when they attempt a
change of persona (especially in the first person voice), the result is often
flat, unbelievable, too forced. Not so with Kuypers. In the poem "Private Lives
III, the elevated train", she takes us for a ride with morning commute yuppies
on a crowded train to work. Suddenly the poet's disgust for these middle-class
workers surfaces; when she observes a woman decked out in a full-length fur
coat, her reaction becomes the urge to spill coffee on the woman. "I'll bet they
don't even know what the animals they killed for this looked like," she writes.
Most of the other poems here are good, though Kuypers' emotionality can become
intense, if not bewildering.
Visited Scars tonight — nice site, cool content — fast,
too. Very nice. I heard of Kuypers, well, InterBang and almost everywhere else
on the web — she one productive artist.
Janet Kuypers, 26, is art director for a Chicago
publishing group and publisher of her own literary magazine. Her works have
appeared in print and on the Internet. Through her own experiences, she peers
into the emotional fiber underlying society's responsibilities to itself, to its
loved and unloved ones, and to its earth. She sees for us all.
Janet rules. Period. Generally, "Poetry" bores me, but
more often than not, "ignores" me, but not Janet's. There's so many feelings and
emotional heartache in her works, that many of her pieces can still moisten my
eyes and heave my chest even after umpteenth readings. Sometimes raw, sometimes
polished, sometimes shocking in its honesty, and always moving, Janet's writing
continually manages to wring some sort of reaction from the reader. One can
almost see the tears dripped on the manuscripts, nakedly displayed for all who
care to see, be it her tears, or yours. It's packed with human feelings, much of
which concerns feminist issues, but don't let that put you off. This is not Riot
Girl ranting, but rather the fears and feelings of a highly intelligent,
articulate and talented modern woman. Very emotional, very readabel and very
recommended. An absolute must for poetry/prose enthusiasts.
I like the poem entitled The Room of the Rape. She has a
lot of poems and I hope I can find time to read the rest of them. Good job and
keep up the good work.
I have visited SCARS (an odd phrasing but rightly so)
and compliment (Kuypers) for the energy and intelligence with which she has
contructed—are constructing—the web site. There is much to attract and hold
visitors there, make them feel at home.
I do appreciate her passionate presence on the web. Her
site is a lively place in both linguistic and human senses.
I found (Kuypers') work very entertaining.
I'm also pre-POURED pre-MEDITATED and pre-RAPHAELITE!!
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i saw the last guy's question about an oil painting, and
i do not know where you saw the name (it didn't appear in the text for the
cc&d art page), so i have no idea what it is in reference to. if you want to
post the info here, or e-mail me with that info, and i might be able to help you
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Janet
Kuypersccandd96@aol.com
Gurnee, IL USA - Wednesday, February 14, 2001 at 11:27:18
(PST)
Re: silent prayers
by: shannon peppers
12/05/00 10:09 am EST
Re: who's your daddy? your daddy's who?
by: marina
arturo
12/05/00 10:08 am EST
who's your daddy? your daddy's who?
by: Christopher
Mulrooney
lospoesy@earthlink.net
11/27/00 12:13 pm EST
how like smiling little commissars
or weeping weeping little commissars
and bronzes
until an oligarch finesses a coalition
he liquidates of course
and then
you have to kiss his ass
personally
the cowÕs in
the garden
sink me
sink me
hoist me now
hoist me
rinse and repeat
silent prayers
by: Angel
ash77@grics.net
10/20/00 09:28 am EDT
but it was never much to last long.
my brother and I hid from people everywhere,
tried to hide from pain as we ran into it.
we always had a mother just never a father,
she switched from man to man onto another.
I always prayed for a better life and father,
they were always silent prayers I never let her know.
she married one day and almost died another,
my step-father said her loved her by hitting her daily.
she always told everyone she loved her two kids,
she loved them enough to let them be abused and watch.
I prayed for a new family and for someone to love,
and I kept it silent and no one ever knew my thoughts.
one unlucky day this man tried to force himself on me,
and mother would believe him over me when told.
I was a liar and a home wrecker they said,
I prayed my silent prayers to stop the wrenching hurt,
God was the only one who heard my prayers,
then he answered them.
believe
by: Angel
ash77@grics.net
10/20/00 09:19 am EDT
and so longing to embrace the knowledge he holds.
I want to tear apart the world he loves and show him
reality,
a child so small and tender,
to be loved for their innocence not for his leisurely
desire.
hi thinks I do not know what I say,
but I know it like the images that flash through my tear
soaked eyes.
he says no when I say yes it did happen,
no one can ever take the past away or the bad memories.
so cowardly he sits on his tattered throne,
he thinks he is so invincible to the realities of life,
when in actual reality he has no life and never will.
he has taken the innocence of a child so lonely,
and denies his act of pleasure as though it never was.
he will burn in hell and I will sit with God and those who
believed,
and we will pray for his soul as long as it
takes for him to believe.
i'm in the new book of cc&d's
by: sydney anderson
(est winner)
sydneyhelena@aol.com
08/17/00 12:08 pm EDT
slate and marrow book comments that scar
08/17/00 12:05
pm EDT
sulphur and sawdust comments
08/17/00 12:04 pm EDT
blister and burn - book comments
08/17/00 12:00 pm EDT
Congratulations on the publication....good work!
response to last interactive poem
by: gabriel athens
gathens@aol.com
03/30/00 05:15 pm EST
poem addition
by: Michel Duncan Merle
lightplume@aol.com
03/30/00 05:14 pm EST
It
has to grab you by the neck
It has to squeeze t'il your
eyes pop out
It has to make you choke on your brilliant
idea
And then It can start to be compelling
It can then be something worth repeating
It will then sound like a poem
moonlight
by: janet
jkuypers22@aol.com
02/08/00 11:26 am EST
whenever you look at it
it takes
over your soul
no one can stop it
but no one wants to...
rose
by: Jean Hellemans 02/08/00 11:24 am EST
Website:
b&j
Referred by: Just Surfed On In!
From: Belgium
Time: 1997-12-01
18:21:00
tall man
by: janet
jkuypers22@aol.com
02/08/00 11:25 am EST
Website: the
poetry page
Referred by: Word of Mouth
From: chicago, illinois
Time:
1997-11-30 22:41:00
Comments:
across
the room
a movement a stir
stretches
across the walls
yet i feel i know
you
all too well
comments
by: pbn
02/08/00 11:23
am EST
Website: R E A L I
Z A T I O N
Referred by: Word of Mouth
From: the CYBERSTREAM
Time:
1997-12-01 00:30:00
Comments: To my friend, Janet, the
most prolific of us all ... thanks for the invite, and all success with cc&d
and all. - PbN
entry
by: r london
02/08/00
11:22 am EST
Referred by: Just
Surfed On In!
From: New York City
Time: 1997-12-01 23:26:00
Comments: Around and around/
astride him, behind a toothy grimace/ gold filigree, hard wood/ and brass/ Merry
go 'round once in a year/ this time in hours, only twenty three/ the ring's
lost/ only a shimmering illusion I thought was meant for me.
"Long Long Road"
by: Vin Gleason
02/08/00 11:20 am EST
Referred
by: Just Surfed On In
From: New York
Time: 1998-03-18 08:07:00
Comments:
I figured Since I put your poems on the web I would send you one of my own
With a
curving path it sends
lover afer lover
and most important friends
Tis days
spent off that road
With hopefully more spent in the
right lane
Constantly veering hardships and
depressions
Which can surely drive the clearest minded
insane?
The nights may get long and cold
With a fringe of wintery chill
But
eventually spring blooms in new
Which for hardtimes
becomes a remedic pill
Eventually we all come to a dead
end
but find an answer to pave the way
Which eventually plants us flowers
and brings yet another beautiful day
So when this road becomes bumpy
and
you find no shelter to shutter in
Think of life and this
poem
And a bright new day will begin!
Copyright 1994-1998 Vin Gleason Jr.
all rights reserved spiderweb publishing 1998
I dedicate this poem to all my friends that have sat with
me and a bottle of vodka through constant heartbreak
i'm always the one
by: mackenzie silver
slam4silver@aol.com
02/08/00 11:19 am EST
Referred by:
Just Surfed On In
Time: 1998-04-09 00:28:00
Comments: i'm always the one
i'm always the one
who has to
pick up the pieces
is wipe your
noses
and clean your rooms
clean up my
life
and i have
no one to help
me
infallible
by: helena wolfe
sydneyhelena@aol.com
02/08/00 11:18 am EST
Time: 1998-04-09 00:30:00
Comments:
infallible
to be injured, to see who would care about me:
to see who
would feel bad for not paying me any
attention. now i
would revel in it, that a few of you would like to
spoon-
feed me, to take care of me, just to be able to
prove
to yourselves that i'm not infallible. but sooner
or later
you'd get bored with it, you'd need someone to
take
care of you again, and i'd be cast aside. so i'm
never going
to give you that chance, i'm never going to
let my
guard down, not even once, no matter how much i
may
need help from any one of you, because none of
you
are willing to think that i'm human and have real
needs
1998-04-12 03:45:00
by: SJRivera
02/08/00 11:17 am EST
Website: Los Hijos de
Nadie
Referred by: Word of Mouth
From: Denver
Time: 1998-04-12
03:45:00
Comments: What up? Our poetry
crew is interested in publishing with you and we would like you to check out our
content. What is it? Maybe it's the dim street light over head, or a piercing
silence that shatters the noise deep within the alley dumpster at 2 am? Maybe
it's the rejection letter saying poetry doesn't revolve around the way a tongue
changes the sound of an r during a 15 minute bus ride? Maybe it's the way a
debutant steps over a blood stain on the cracked cement looking for an Asian
immigrant (trying to get a piece of the apple pie) to invest in the next
inner-city liquor store? Maybe it's the buzzing neon light that flickers in the
pay-by-the-next-social-security check hotel room of drunken dispair? Maybe it's
the sound of the pivot foot grinding against the gravel as a blacktop rainmaker
turns around for his no-look-fade-away? Whatever it is, it is the sound and
gossip within a small land mass with a mass amount of people and languages.
Peace!
anyone good enough
by: aeon logan
02/08/00 11:16 am EST
Comments:
anyone good enough
that i was worthless that i meant nothing
and
then i got me a ton of money
and i realized i was gorgeous
and people thought i was talented and strong
and i
can't find anyone good enough
but i know for a fact that i deserve more
before i learned better
by: marina arturo
02/08/00 11:15 am EST
Time: 1998-04-18 20:04:00
Comments:
before i learned better
are perfect for you
but if you find
someone like that
and you're dating someone like that
you'll see
that they now have the
same faults as you do
except their faults seem so much
worse
and you want to kill them for the faults you
have
and you want to crack their head open
and see their brains flowing out in the street
your love of life and truth and fairness and art
and your anger
are all as strong as
mine
but i'm still going to be hard on you
i'm still going to be hard on you
for being me
before i learned
better
burn through me
by: shannon peppers
02/08/00 11:14 am EST
Time: 1998-04-18 20:06:00
i don't
even care
if you're with her
because now that i've seen you
i
know you don't love her
because
you look at me
and burn through me
that way we did at the start
we
still feel that burn
imagine how many years we have
together
to feel alive
yes, it's yes
by: sydney anderson
sydneyhelena@aol.com
02/08/00 11:13 am EST
Time:
1998-04-20 15:33:00
you asked me before
if there are only so many
loves in
our lives
many
chances
for love
that you think
it's because of fate
or god
or religion
there are
only
so many chances
to feel
that bond
so many
people
who perfectly fit you
who feel
like you feel
who dream what you dream
you ask me if
there are only so many loves
and
the answer is
yes
oh, yes, it's
yes
here i am
by: mackenzie silver
slam4silver@aol.com
02/08/00 11:12 am EST
Time:
1998-04-20 15:34:00
you asked me if you have
only so many loves in your life
and
the asnwer is yes
or
religion, or chance
but the chances are just so thin
that
you can love, revere, respect
someone that always keeps
you guessing
just by listening to the things they
say, to the way they think
so i guess you do only get so many
loves, so if you need me, here i
can't answer that one
by: helena wolfe
sydneyhelena@aol.com
02/08/00 11:10 am EST
Time:
1998-04-20 15:37:00
i
have more talent than you
i've made more money than you
i'm funny
i'm kind
i'm intelligent
i'm beautiful
and i
wonder why i ever tried
and why i ever bothered
why did i think i needed you
why
did i let you make me unhappy
brains
i still can't answer that
one
choices
by: marina arturo
02/08/00 11:10 am EST
for the
choices you've made
just make the right choices
shiny new again
by: gabriel athens
gathens@aol.com
02/08/00 11:08 am EST
Time:
1998-04-20 15:41:00
when something was wrong
and
i've seen it happen to others, too
glued them back together
til they
were shiny new again
to me and who is here for me
are
you supposed to help me
cafe society
by: Sara Russell
02/08/00 11:07 am EST
Referred
by: NewsGroups
From: Merrie England
Time: 1998-05-07 23:43:00
Comments:
WEBWORLD
Copyright Sara L. Russell/aka Pinky
Andrexa/31/3/98.
lost
souls suspended in the astral plane
and you so far away
from me
between the lines, unseen, my untyped pain
my little sister, far away
my web
is my trap and my hiding place
and we still have so much
more to say.
talk
Stateside, Britside, cheap rate, peak,
and the line
won't drop and I won't cry
until, maybe, the next time
after we speak.
poetry one!
by: Grover Gall
02/08/00 11:06 am EST
Website: Poetry
One!
Referred by: Advertisment/Brochure
From: London ON CA
Time: 1998-05-19
21:17:00
finds its
way easily
--deep into innocent flesh
which presses only subtly
against
it
--through ignorance
--through
chance.
TOO MUCH, TOO MANY
by: William Bough
02/08/00 11:05 am EST
Website: Poetry
From the Edge
Referred by: Net Search
From: Liverpool, England
Time:
1998-05-22 15:12:00
Comments: TOO MUCH, TOO MANY
the purple heart
by: William Cass
02/08/00 11:04 am EST
From: Seattle, WA
Time: 1998-05-26
19:32:00
1998-07-04 04:10:00
by: diana 02/08/00 11:02 am EST
Website: DLB's Retirement
Home
Referred by: Just Surfed On In
From: PA
you seem to have a special touch.
So much here to see and do,
I
would like to thank you!
Now I hope you'll pardon my
lack of rhyme,
and stop in to see me again sometime.
One piece in this issue is "Crazy," an interview Kuypers
conducted with "Madeline," a murderess who was found insane, and is confined to
West Virginia's Arronsville Correctional Center. Madeline, whose elevator
definitely doesn't go to the top, killed her boyfriend during sex with an ice
pick and a chef's knife, far surpassing the butchery of Elena Bobbitt. Madeline,
herself covered with blood, sat beside her lover's remains for three days,
talking to herself, and that is how the police found her. For effect, Kuypers
publishes Madeline's monologue in different-sized type, and the result is
something between a sense of Dali's surrealism and Kafka-like craziness.
..
Children, Churches and Daddies
is eclectic, alive and is as contemporary as tomorrow's news.
Jason Pettus, freelance writer (review of John Sweet chapbook, published by
Scars Publications)
Ed Hamilton, writer
As for the
fiction, the piece by Anderson is quite perceptive: I liked the way the
self-deluding situation of the character is gradually, subtly revealed.
(Kuypers') story is good too: the way it switches narrative perspective via the
letter device is a nice touch.
Jim Maddocks, GLASGOW, via the Internet
C Ra McGuirt, Editor, The Penny Dreadful Review (on Children, Churches and
Daddies)
"I really like ("Writing Your Name"). It's one of those
kind of things where your eye isn't exactly pulled along, but falls effortlessly
down the poem.
I liked "knowledge" for its mix of
disgust and acceptance. Janet Kuypers does good little movies, by which I mean
her stuff provokes moving imagery for me. Color, no dialogue; the voice of the
poem is the narrator over the film.
Debra Purdy Kong, writer, British Columbia, Canada (on the magazine "Children,
Churches and Daddies")
Mark Blickley, writer
Gary, Editor, The Road Out of Town (on the Children, Churches and Daddies Web
Site)
John Sweet, writer (on chapbook designs)
(on "Hope Chest in the Attic")
Some
excellent writing in "Hope Chest in the Attic." I thought "Children, Churches
and Daddies" and "The Room of the Rape" were particularly powerful pieces.
Cheryl Townsend, Editor, Impetus (on Children, Churches and Daddies)
Brian B. Braddock, Writer (on 1996 Children, Churches and Daddies)
Paul Weinman, Writer (on 1996 Children, Churches and Daddies)
Fred Whitehead, Editor, Freethought History
"Hope Chest in the Attic: A Collection of Thirteen Years of
Poetry, Prose and Art Work"... (has) a remarkable preface defending concreteness
in writing, and concludes: "I just want you to feel like you have been sucked in
by this work, that hands have come ripping out from the very fibers of the page
itself and taken a stranglehold on you. That you've just lived it all." The
poems themselves deal with harsh, even terrifying topics of rape, abuse, family
turmoil, alcoholism and depression. Janet Kuypers has not only written poetry
about this, but has volunteered for campus rape education activities, including
rallies, etc. One poem, "children, churches and daddies," relates how the poet
attended a wedding in central Illinois; when the children go to the altar for
communion, "little soldiers in a little line," she stays seated, making clear
that religious belief is not an option for her. It's easy, isn't it, to just get
up and go and pretend acceptance; sometimes doing nothing is courageous.
The poet's next book was "The Window"; in this collection,
she writes on "a wider variety of issues, from childhood to death, from love to
separation, from family to loneliness, from wealth to homelessness." There's
some powerful writing about insane prisoners here, really tough and difficult to
read, but at the same time, it is all real. In this volume, there is a
substantial amount of prose, but also poetry and striking original art work
based on computer images. "Christmas Eve" recounts taking a left-over meal to
homeless men on the street: "and all i could think of/was these two men/eating
pasta with their fingers/on Christmas Eve." Also pertinent is "St. Anthony's
Medallion," told in the voice of a father who takes his son to a cemetary where
his mother was buried a month before. Lightning strikes the boy dead: "It is
believed a St. Anthony medallion worn around his neck acted as a conductor."
Janet Kuypers was born on 1970, so she is only 26 years
old, with two fine collections of work, and a third one, "Close Cover Before
Striking," underway. She has been published over 600 times, so by any standard
she must bew considered a prolific writer. She resolutely tells the truth about
the lives of people in contemporary America, shorn of glitter and evasion and
deceit. I admire her vigor and her purpose, and especially how she accomplishes
all this with freshness of vision. Discarding illusions without mercy, she's one
of the bravest new voices on the scene today.
tom (armoredstar@angelfire.com):
Janet Kuypers:
LOOKING THROUGH THEIR WINDOWS
20 pp.
I like Janet Kuypers' poems, even if she occasionally
dwells on the emotional consequences of death and pan too much. Even so, for a
poet under 30, her mastery of the simple word is exceptional. Too many poets,
when they attempt a change of persona (especially in the first person voice),
the result is often flat, unbelievable, too forced. Not so with Kuypers. In the
poem "Private Lives III, the elevated train", she takes us for a ride with
morning commute yuppies on a crowded train to work. Suddenly the poet's disgust
for these middle-class workers surfaces; when she observes a woman decked out in
a full-length fur coat, her reaction becomes the urge to spill coffee on the
woman. "I'll bet they don't even know what the animals they killed for this
looked like," she writes. Most of the other poems here are good, though Kuypers'
emotionality can become intense, if not bewildering.--Kurt Nimmo
Amy, via the Internet (about the writing of Janet Kuypers)
Angela Uptmor-Herrera, from the internet
Anthony Boyd, Editor, Whisper Magazine
Aron Trauring
B. Jan Pearce, writer
BAST Media (on "Hope Chest in the Attic")
Ben Ohmart, Writer (on 1996 Childrren, Churches and Daddies)
I'm
currently reading the great book ("Close Cover Before Striking"). It's
fantastic. Best $10 I've ever spent.
Bob Z, Panic Button Press, Sacramento CA
Brian B. Braddock, Writer (on 1996 Children, Churches and Daddies)
Brian Selerski, from the internet (on "i want love")
C Ra McGuirt, Editor, The Penny Dreadful Review (on Children, Churches and
Daddies)
"I really like ("Writing Your Name"). It's one of those kind of things where
your eye isn't exactly pulled along, but falls effortlessly down the poem.
I liked "knowledge" for its mix of disgust and acceptance. Janet Kuypers does
good little movies, by which I mean her stuff provokes moving imagery for me.
Color, no dialogue; the voice of the poem is the narrator over the film.
Carlton Press, New York, NY (on "Hope Chest in the Attic")
Cheryl A. Townsend, editor, Impetus (on the book "(woman.)")
Cheryl Townsend, Editor, Impetus (on Children, Churches and Daddies)
Chris McKinnon (on collection book "Blister and Burn")
Chris W., Editor, Cat Machine
Christopher Herdt, Editor, Osric Publishing
Christopher Scott, Editor, Poetry In Progress
Chuck Taylor, Writer
Craig C. Russel, Editor, The Owen Wister Review
Kuypers' work sent a chill down my spine (that's a good thing) and it is easily
the best poetry I have read since I started my stint as poetry editor there.
Craig Vitter, Editor, @EZine
D. V. Aldrich, Writer
Dan Landrum, Editor, Taggerzine
Dan Landrum, Editor, Taggerzine (on "Rape Education" poems)
Daniel Crocker, Editor, Window Panes
David Gold, editor, Probable Cause
Debra Purdy Kong, writer, British Columbia, Canada (on the magazine "Children,
Churches and Daddies")
Deckard Kinder, via the internet
Donna Thompson, editor, Challenges Magazine (on "Blister and Burn")
Donnie R. Strickland (Rainthief@aol.com), from the Internet
Dorrance Publishing Co., Pittsburgh, PA (on "Hope Chest in the Attic")
"Chain Smoking" depicts the emotional distress that
afflicted a friend while he struggled to clarify his sexual ambiguity. Not only
does this thought-provoking profile address the plight that homosexuals face in
a homophobic society, it also characterizes the essence of friendship.
"The room of the rape" is a passionate representation of
the suffering rape victims experience. Vivid descriptions, rich symbolism, and
candid expressions paint a shocking portrait of victory over the gripping fear
that consumes the soul after a painful exploitation.
Doug Carroll, editor, Idiot Wind magazine (on "some people want to believe")
I found ("some people want to
believe") to be amusing.
Dusty Dog Reviews, CA (on "Dysfunctional Family Greeting Cards")
Dusty Dog Reviews, CA (on "knife")
She
gives us an intimate peek into the incarcerated existence of a woman who killed
her boyfriend/rapist ("crazy") and who was pronounced insane because of it. This
tale displays such revelations into the inmate's mind that I tend to believe
it.
And as the book proceeds the poems become
increasingly psychologically complex and, ultimately, fascinating and genuinely
rewarding.
Dusty Dog Reviews (on the chapbook "Right There, By Your Heart")
Dusty Dog Reviews (on "Without You")
Dylan D. Skola, via the internet
Ed Hamilton, writer
As for the
fiction, the piece by Anderson is quite perceptive: I liked the way the
self-deluding situation of the character is gradually, subtly revealed.
(Kuypers') story is good too: the way it switches narrative perspective via the
letter device is a nice touch.
Ellen Shull, Editor, Palo Alto Review
Elwargo@aol.com
Ernest Slyman, editor, Reverie
Ernest Slyman
Fithian Press, Santa Barbara, CA (on "Hope Chest in the Attic")
Fred Whitehead, Editor, Freethought History (on "(woman.)")
The style of
writing here is direct, honest and searching, but also illuminating. We
anticipate that something bad is going to happen in the narrative, but we never
know exactly what in advance. But that's not all. Sometimes a woman will find
her way out to freedom, to love. Or there might be a revelation, as when a guy
gets a cigarette put out on the back of his hand. This is a message, a warning,
that there will be resistance.
The truth isn't always
pretty. What we have done to women isn't pretty. The paradox is that women are
socialized to make themselves as "pretty" as possible, according to the false
standards of male fantasies. I'm especially impressed by Janet's designed texts,
which demonstrate in graphic form how women are viewed in our culture. Pay
attention to the language, to the images, and we can see. Yes, we can all see.
Gary, Editor, The Road Out of Town
Gerard Kusiolek (on "right there by your heart")
Gordon Woodruff (about Nation interview with Janet Kuypers)
Guy, Editor, Hipnosis Magazine (on the writing of Janet Kuypers)
Jane B. Roth, writer (on Slate and Marrow)
Jane Butkin Roth, writer (on 1997 Poetry Wall Calendar)
It's the strange result of reading confessional work of someone you don't know
and who isn't famous enough to have all their skeletons hanging in full public
view (i.e. Anne Sexton). I should reiterate, I LIKE that. The effect is a very
engaging one.
Jeff Morris, writer
I thank her
for preventing this evening from being a complete waste of time for me. I was
beginning to wonder if it was me. It wasn't.
Jerin Stanlake, Writer, Winnipeg, Manitoba, Canada (on the writing of Janet
Kuypers and the Internet Site)
Jessica Riendeau, writer, (on interview with Janet Kuypers from Nation magazine)
Jesus Trejo, writer (on the writing of Janet Kuypers)
Jim Cohn, Editor, Napalm Health Spa
Jim Maddocks, GLASGOW, via the Internet
Joe Peebles, Editor, Diarist's Journal
Joe Speer, Editor, Speer Presents
John Dolan, Deep South
John Freudeman, editor, Georgian Blue Poetry Society
(on "Hope Chest in the Attic")
Joseph Speer, Editor, Speer Presents
Joyce Carbone, editor, Cer*ber*us
Katherine, London, Ontario, Canada, via the Internet (on "knowledge")
Kenny Wright, Editor, Darkwave Society
Len Edgerly, from the Internet
Lindsay (BOSTONGAL9@AOL.COM), from the internet (on "Looking for a Worthy
Adversary")
Lionel Bernard, Washington D.C.
I read (I Remember) twice and I must say that it was quite
moving.
What I like about her writing is that it is very
personal and she writes as though you were holding a conversation. Keep up the
good work!
Mark Blickley, writer
Mark Davis, Editor, On The Road (on the writing of Janet Kuypers)
Melody, via the internet
molly (molly@opaque.net), about "changing woman":
it by my bed to savor slowly.
Ms. Frenette, on the internet (about the poem "Barbie")
Open Mic Showcase: Janet Kuypers & Jason Pettus, by Michael G. Spitz
Bridging this gap between performer
and audience is the "Open Mic" scene, prevalent in many of the bars and coffee
houses around town. From POETS and Weeds on Mondays, to Estelle's, Joy Blue and
No Exit during the week, and The Green Mill poetry slams on Sundays, anyone and
everyone has a chance to read and get read in front of their own peers and
prolies. Providing an opportunity for published author, rising star and reg'lar
Joe alike, these evenings are a way many non-non-equity Chicagoans are
discovering to flap their traps.
An outstanding example
of open mic mastery was Janet Kuypers and Jason Pettus' series of alternating
readings at the Aloha Cafe, right off Lincoln near Montrose. Covering all the
bases from Janet intercepting a call from the Founding Fathers to a lavish tale
of beads and striptease in New Orleans, bouncing off Jason's revenge of his
geekiness alongside the guy who said "fuck" a lot, the evening revealed just
what could happen when two very talented "amateurs" get about an hour and a
microphone. Sure, Janet's got four books published and a literary magazine up
and running, while Jason's the proud author of "Dreaming of Laura Ingalls" and
represented Chicago in the poetry nationals for 1997, but the whole point is
that such evenings create an opportunity for anyone to go up there and strut
their stuff.
Interestingly enough, the gay and lesbian
bar and coffee house scene doesn't sport such activity, and ya can't help but
wonder why. What with bingo and drag shows about the only form of audience
participation around, the lack of such venues remains mysterious. Perhaps our
level of self-absorption precludes the activity; perhaps we consider ourselves
simply to fabulous to bother. Meanwhile, however, gays and lesbians who know
better find themselves partying in different 'hoods: They've smelled the coffee,
an aroma unfortunately missing from Halsted Street.
Check your local guides for Open Mics and Slams around
town— Locally, let's hope the phenomena can spread to the daughters of Wilde and
the sons of Woolf ...
Paul Cordeiro, writer:
Pete McKinley, Writer
How can she picture herself in
prison so graphically or a dual personality so realistically?
In Mexico, her work would be lcassified as 'Fantastico.'
Maybe she really is a duality in reality. I'm crazy about both of her.
Peter Kowalke, editor, Nation (intro of interview with Janet Kuypers)
The work is personal, with a definite message, and you can
always spot a Kuypers piece without difficulty. Her "i"s are lowercasr and the
words flow in a stream of consciousness. The work cries out to be heard like a
lost soul at confession.
Janet Kuypers isn't a lost
soul. She's an active soul, productive because her heart is anything but lost.
She knows herself, can articulate herself. The words, flow, the actions are
swift due to this unerring direction.
Where did Janet
Kuypers come from and where will we see her next month or next year? At
twenty-six, she's tackled all forms of media with success. Yet, she remains
incredibly personal, accessible., More accessible, even than the individual
without such accomplishments. It's a people mission, a quest to interact with
the world.
More engaging than her autobiographical
poetry or prose, watching Janet's life unfold is a captivating experience. Not
many people out in the world are like Janet.
Peter Scott, Twisted Teen Publishing Co., Spiral Chambers
R. R. Potter, wirter
"raf" (via the internet, on "on an airplane with a frequent flyer")
Richard David Houff, Editor, Pariah Press/Heeltap Review
Richard Fein (writer)
Rowan Wolf (about "phone calls from brian tolle)
Ryan Malone, Writer (on "Sulphur and Sawdust")
Sam Cucchiara, Editor, SlugFest
sdhardin@txcyber.com, from the internet
Sharon Grove (sharon.grove@cc.gte.com)
Stefani P., Head Editor , Dark Rooms (on Motorcycle, They called it Trust and A
Life Goes By)
Taproot Zine Reviews (on "Looking Through Their Windows")
Ted Warnell, Editor, A Room Without Walls
The Prose Garden (on Janet Kuypers)
They Won't Stay Dead, Book Reviews (on "Hope Chest in the Attic")
Tony Saunders
William Slaughter, Editor, Mudlark
Zack Butler, Editor, The Basement and The Closet