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See YouTube video from 5/27/17 of Janet Kuypers reading her poems “My Brain Was (2017 Streamline)”, “Statue” and “Moonlight” in the “Poetry Aloud” open mic at the Georgetown Public Library (filmed with a Lumix camera).
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See YouTube video from 5/27/17 of Janet Kuypers reading her poems “My Brain Was (2017 Streamline)”, “Statue” and “Moonlight” in the “Poetry Aloud” open mic at the Georgetown Public Library (filmed with a Sony camera).
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See YouTube video from 6/3/17 of Janet Kuypers reading her poem “My Brain Was (2017 Streamline)” after her poetry feature “Meant to do Big Things” in Austin’s the Bahá’í Faith Center (this video was filmed with a Lumix camera).
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See YouTube video from 6/3/17 of Janet Kuypers reading her poem “My Brain Was (2017 Streamline)” after her poetry feature “Meant to do Big Things” in Austin’s the Bahá’í Faith Center (this video was filmed with a Sony camera).
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See YouTube video of Janet Kuypers at her 1/3/18 “Community Poetry @ Half Price Books” Austin feature reading, with “Only Half the Story”, “lost”, “rush”, & “you were meant” from the Down in the Dirt 1/18 book “Farewell to Seafaring”, then her poem “My Brain Was (2017 Streamline)” from the cc&d 1/18 book “the End of the World” (L T56).
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See YouTube video of Janet Kuypers at her 1/3/18 “Community Poetry @ Half Price Books” Austin feature reading, with “Only Half the Story”, “lost”, “rush”, & “you were meant” from the Down in the Dirt 1/18 book “Farewell to Seafaring”, then her poem “My Brain Was (2017 Streamline)” from the cc&d 1/18 book “the End of the World” (L2500).

My Brain Was
(2017 Streamline)

Janet Kuypers
started 5/20/14, written daily through 5/24/14, streamlined 5/24/17

My brain was fighting to get out.

My brain was stupefied
after my name was called
for winning the award.
The only thing
my brain could think
was that the man on stage
from the American Legion
with my medal looked like
he was the nicest man on earth.

My brain was crouching down
on top of that glacier
when the wind became
just that violent.

My brain was commanding
my fingers and toes,
my rosy cheeks
and the tip of my nose,
no, you’re not cold,
just lean back and watch
the dancing and arcing
of the Aurora Borealis,
because one thirty a.m. is
the best time to see them
on these late September days
just south of the arctic circle.
So... Deal with the cold.
You’ll be glad you did.

My brain was determined
to get to the top of that mountain -
I know I’m not a climber,
I know I prefer hot tubs
but those ski lifts are closed
and these are the Alps
and really, how many times
will you get the chance
to climb the Alps?
My brain knows
you’re only wearing
sandals and socks
and there’s snow and water
everywhere, but this is
your only chance...

My brain felt like a heel
being carried past the last
water pit coming back down
from that mountain.
But looking back,
my brain was pleased.
It had to try.

My brain was trying to remember
how to breathe,
turning my head,
hoping I could
catch my breath
as the atmosphere
was pushing me
at one hundred twenty
miles per hour
before someone
pulled my parachute cord.

My brain was on high alert,
but more than that,
my brain was excited
to keep swimming further down
to get closer to the row
of over two dozen
white-tipped sharks
off the Galapagos islands.

My brain was
keeping me awake again
last night,
thinking about
what went down during the day
or
what I gotta do tomorrow.
My brain’s always
thinking of new places,
contemplating new challenges,
opting for new options.
I lie awake and I think
that’s my brain for you,
always looking
for something new.


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