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Enjoy this YouTube video of Janet Kuypers reading her poems “Española Lore”, “Original Snowbirds”, “Equinox Concert”, “On a Mission for This Reprieve”, “One Summer: California”, and “For Far Too Many Years” from the CyberWit 2024 Janet Kuypers poetry book “The Universe is in Your Hands” in front of the grain tower for Circle Brewing Company on 4/28/24 for “the 2024 Poetry Bomb” (this video was filmed from a Panasonic Lumix 2500 camera; on Facebook, Twitter, Linkedin, Pinterest, Instagram, and Tumblr). Also enjoy this as a Facebook live video stream from a Samsung S9 camera; posted on Facebook, Twitter, Linkedin, Instagram, and Tumblr. #janetkuypers #janetkuyperspoetry #janetkuypersbookreading #janetkuyperspoetrybomb #janetkuyperstheuniverseisinyourhands

Equinox Concert Janet Kuypers 2/19/24 After finishing our only, unpaid concert there, as I sang songs live at Ivory Jack’s in Fairbanks, Alaska (and thanks for your phenomenal, unrehearsed guitar), we regretted it being our last night in town, staying at a hotel with 18’ window sills holding all that insulation, plugging cars into outlets because it was just that cold out. It was a Friday night, it was near the autumnal equinox (because that’s when we heard the Aurora Borealis was at its best). We also learned that 1:30 a.m. was the best time to see them on these late September days, so, this gives us a little time at the bar after the concert before we re-apply our extra insulation layers, gloves, scarf, headband, hat. Then: drive away from civilization, for the farther away we go, the better we know it will be. We stopped the car... somewhere, got out, leaned back, all while not knowing which way to look, waiting for we knew not what. But... once we spotted the Aurora Borealis starting, we watched it flit and dance across the sky. I cannot remember if it was windy with a hat, headband and scarf over my ears... but at that moment this night sky was as quiet as a painting, with a moving masterpiece that you can’t help but watch, it intoxicates you, hypnotizes you, holds your gaze like you’re a slave to its every whim. For these fleeting, freezing moments, you’re trapped— and there’s nowhere else you’d rather be. A local said that he’d move away from Alaska once he stopped loving seeing the Aurora Borealis. I don’t care if it’s cold. I know exactly what he means

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