poem “One Day in a City Like This”, a poem about traveling to Massachusetts and spending the day in Boston and hoing to the Harvard campus, following the red painted lines for self-guided tours of the historical landmarks, and, most importantly, doing it with your best friend when you traveled to visit them, making the trip that much more worthwhile, By Chicago Poet Janet Kuypers

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Enjoy this YouTube video of Janet Kuypers reading her Down in the Dirt 5-8/24 “A Library of Collaboration” book poems poems “My Dead Daughter” (+ showing a 10/12/03 show image), “What Women Want” (+ showing Urbanation images 1 & 2) & “One Day in a City Like This” (which is also in her book “The Universe is in Your Hands”) during her “Poetic License 10/6/24 global open mic” through a Zoom meeting and a Facebook event page (from a Panasonic Lumix 2500 camera; on Facebook, Twitter/X, Link ed in, Pinterest, Instagram, and Tumblr).
Also enjoy this as a Facebook live video stream that was filmed from a Samsung S9 camera / an oversun filter; on Facebook, Twitter, Link ed in, Instagram, & Tumblr). #janetkuypers #janetkuyperspoetry #janetkuypersbookreading #janetkuyperstheuniverseisinyourhands #janetkuyperspoeticlicense

One Day in a City Like This
Janet Kuypers
1/23/24
When we were traveling through Boston,
we stopped at the now-tv-famous Cheers bar
to take our picture in front of the front door,
you know, so people would know we were there.
We were soaking wet since it had been raining,
but we didn’t care, it was our only day in Boston...
But still, we followed all the painted red lines
on the streets for historical landmarks, even
stood in the torture devices on the sidewalks,
took pictures everywhere. Because, as I said,
you need a record to prove you were there.
Eventually, we drove to Harvard campus,
took pictures of ourselves looking “intelligent” —
looking upward, hands under our chin,
poised in thought, looking as tacky as possible.
But when you travel across the country
to see your best friend and you only have
one day in a city like this, then you
stomp through the puddles from visiting
one unforgettable sight to the next, and,
most importantly, you laugh, a deep-down
in your belly laugh — the same way you did
for all those years with your best friend,
elatedly, joyfully, as if you were never apart.

Copyright © Janet Kuypers.

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