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Watch this YouTube video live at Mercury Cafe in Chicago 08/28/09

See YouTube video 05/24/11 at the Café in Chicago (read from the ISBN# book the Window)

See YouTube video of the intro to the 05/24/11 open mic at the Café in Chicago, plus her poems He Told Me His Dreams 5, He Told Me His Dreams 6, She Told Me Her Dreams 3, Ice Cream, Games, Vittorio Carli reading her poem Christmas Eve, and Kuypers reading her poem Private Lives 2

See YouTube video (9:35) of Kuypers 05/24/11 at the Café reading her poems He Told Me His Dreams 5, He Told Me His Dreams 6, She Told Me Her Dreams 3, Ice Cream, Games, Vittorio Carli reading her poem Christmas Eve, and Kuypers reading her poem Private Lives 2

See YouTube video of Janet Kuypers 2/24/18 reading her poems “He Told Me His Dreams 6”, “Dreams 03/19/04 Two”, and “Dreams 09/04/06, Original High School Pot” from her book “When you Dream Tonight” live at “Poetry Aloud”(Panasonic Lumix 2500 camera).

See YouTube video of Janet Kuypers 2/24/18 reading her poems “He Told Me His Dreams 6”, “Dreams 03/19/04 Two”, and “Dreams 09/04/06, Original High School Pot” from her book “When you Dream Tonight” live at “Poetry Aloud” (Panasonic Lumix T56 camera).

he told me his dreams 6 in the recurring dream during my childhood I was on a sort of game show: and every time I would be faced with three doors to choose from. They always had the same things behind them. The first time I had the dream I asked for door number three. Behind the door was a desolate hill with a tree on the top. I would then climb the hill, climb the tree if I could, just to see if there was something else. Nothing. Just a hill, just a tree. Other nights when I would dream of it I would go back to the hill, find a wooden ladder at the tree, climb it and find a fort to play in. But that was all, still so lonely. On other occasions I would choose door number two. Behind it was a dark tunnel, a scary tunnel; there was a light at the end of it, but I would never get that far. I would try to go through the tunnel, but I only got a strange feeling. Was there anything there at the end? Sometimes in the dream I would choose door number one. Behind it was a great Walt Disney World amusement park, even better than that. And there were roller coasters, and lots of food. It was my favorite door. But sometimes I had no choice which door I got. Sometimes I’d notice more details, but it was always those three doors, the desolation, the fear, and the rewards. the doors were always the same Copyright Janet Kuypers. All rights reserved. No material may be reprinted without express permission.