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Enjoy this YouTube video of Janet Kuypers reading her v224 10/24 Down in the Dirt issue/book “Fall Rituals” & the CyberWit Summer 2024 Janet Kuypers poetry book “The Universe is in Your Hands” book poems “Edge of that Massive Impact” (+ showing a Meteor Crater image), “Phobos Fears the Dread Deimos Knows”, & “Our Interlocked Dance with the Moon” during her “Poetic License 10/6/24 global open mic” she hosted through a Zoom meeting & a Facebook event page (filmed from a Panasonic Lumix 2500 camera; on Facebook, Twitter/X, Linkedin, Pinterest, Instagram, and Tumblr). Also enjoy this as a Facebook live video stream that was filmed & streamed with a Samsung S9 camera and given an oversun filter; posted on Facebook, Twitter, Linkedin, Instagram, and Tumblr). #janetkuypers #janetkuypersbookreading #janetkuyperspoetry #janetkuyperstheuniverseisinyourhands #janetkuyperspoeticlicense

Phobos Fears the Dread                             Deimos                              Knows Janet Kuypers 4/16/24 (derived from the poem “Phobos Fears his Future”) One small little creature, wandering, lost, was caught by the Roman red giant Mars, also known as Ares, the Greek god of war. The only way this delicate creature could survive Mars is to also be the son of Aphrodite, Venus, but trust me, Mars would force poor Phobos to only personify fear. What choice did he have, too light for gravity to give him shape, now porous, heavily cratered & drowning in a meter of dust from meteor bombardments... So, Phobos’ only choice was to spin so close to Mars’ equator — in a perfect circle — closer than any other known orbit, circling Mars every seven hours and thirty-nine minutes. Though Phobos and Deimos were twins who led Ares into battle, Deimos represented dread and terror that befell those before a battle, and Phobos personified fear and panic in the midst of battle... In the celestial realm, the smaller Deimos knew the terror from Phobos’ fear before it became the smaller moon’s turn. Phobos may know that Ares, I mean, Mars, may do him in when that orbit pulls him in, as this poor trapped moon refuses to shine,* with their sunlit side rivaling a pleasant Chicago winter day, and only a few kilometers away, on the dark side, it’s harsher than an Antarctica night. Of course, this little gem fears its fate, knows it’s doomed, spinning so close to his future destroyer, while little Deimos knows the terror of being forced to watch Phobos’ fate before this orbital death befalls Deimos too. Phobos fears his future, but of course, Ares, I mean, Mars, coming from war, knows that this is just the way things go. It doesn’t matter if their mother is Aphrodite, I mean, Venus. Mars never knew love — and after Mars pulled his boys in, they’re trapped with their fate sealed, and no way to break free.   * Phobos is one of the least reflective bodies in the Solar System

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