White stone upon stone, turret opposite turret, tower with a narrow front that peaks through the ivy, a castle that looks at the sky like one looking for a dream, solitude still and quiet that...

When you ask me if you will be happy, my son, I say yes because that is how I want you to be, but I look at the world and I remain awake although I hide my fear. Life is hard I warn you, but if...

May I speak with life, please ? I need to talk to her out of pure necessity, to tell her to wait for me if I arrive late, she isn ´t to go ahead and leave me behind, that everybody is looking for...

To a Stranger by Walt Whitman (1819-1892)
PASSING Stranger!  you do not know how longingly I look upon you,
You must be he I was seeking, or she I was seeking, (it comes to me...

In dreams I often go back where I've been to visit buildings long since left behind. There, well beyond thought, I again begin to re-enact the Zodiac of my mind. But why, I wonder, do I...

Down deep, down steep, dark tunnels I descend, till statue, scroll, or frieze appears. I scan the gilted images. Might each portent grand rites and mysteries as old as man? Behold a cat, a...

I went into the staff room on my break. I opened up the 'fridge and got inside. The door slammed shut. That made the bottles shake. Good sign at least, the light stayed on. I tried but...

"Stripped" is a performance art show by Janet Kuypers live in Chicago. This 06/07/05 show contained a series of her poems (all political in nature) with artwork displayed to coincide with her...

In my dream, I was a graceful Angel Whispering words, that flutter, halt offense Members of their branch, stunt growth, they strangle Immense debates fallen, hence, are past tense In my...