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Saving Janavi

  ❀SAVING  JANAVI❀  ❥ Please help us find 350 people able to give $100, so that we can reach our goal ❥ I am taking care of my sister Janavi who has been ill and in terrible pain for 6 years. She has been diagnosed with Complex Regional Pain Syndrome, Cachexia (wasting), and Abdominal Adhesions which we…

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I’m Still Here

EDITOR’S NOTE: (re-posted from: https://womenspiritualpoetry.blogspot.com/2018/06/i-am-still-here-by-janavi-held.html) This was composed by a very gifted and beautiful soul: a regular contributor to our poetry project, and dear friend of mine, Janavi Held, whose life is gradually being taken from us by an incurable illness. She has been suffering from Complex Regional Pain Syndrome and Internal Adhesions for six painful…

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Hammond House’s 2017 INTERNATIONAL LITERARY PRIZE: Both of my entered poems where short listed. The theme of the competition was ETERNAL

Some months ago I entered 2 of my poems into Hammond House’s  2017 INTERNATIONAL LITERARY PRIZE. The theme of the competition  was ETERNAL Both of my poems where short listed. You can pre-order a copy of the anthology  created with all the winning and shortlisted poems here: https://www.hammondhousepublishing.com/2017-competition-results To see the list of winners https://www.hammondhousepublishing.com/online-store/ETERNAL-Award-Winning-Poetry-p97059266 For…

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I wish I had Wings

I wish I had wings I’d leave this prison of gravity behind and go up and up grazing the tops of dazzling green trees swaying in the wind I’d soar through the mists of bright clouds breathing in freedom and moist particles of fog and rain I’d turn my face to the sun warm warming…

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“Letters to My Oldest Friend” is now available on Amazon

Purchase now on Amazon Reviews In praise of Letters to My Oldest Friend Like many God-inspired poets of India’s Bhakti or devotional past (Mirabai and Chandidas come easily to mind), Janavi Held—writer, photographer, cineaste, observer of small miracles—chronicles the arrhythmia of a heart in love with Divinity. Letters to My Oldest Friend is a revelation.…

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“Letters to My Oldest Friend” is now available on Amazon in hardcover & the softcover is available for pre-order

Purchase now on Amazon Reviews In praise of Letters to My Oldest Friend Like many God-inspired poets of India’s Bhakti or devotional past (Mirabai and Chandidas come easily to mind), Janavi Held—writer, photographer, cineaste, observer of small miracles—chronicles the arrhythmia of a heart in love with Divinity. Letters to My Oldest Friend is a revelation.…

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Look a Little Harder

Look a Little Harder For value in the heart underneath the skin in the eyes bright the designs clouds make at the love even if it’s far at the moon sliver, at the way the light rises at dawn look a little harder the love is there perhaps under a mossy rock in the churning…

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Out on This Natural limb

Out on This Natural limb   On the ends of wind-waving branches I build my residence watching all manner of creatures grow into living the fragrance of the wind carrying pollen and ozone feeds my inner ocean as long fingers of sunlight reach the vast expanse of my seeing. Out on this natural limb I…

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Soaked

Soaked   A dead sea soaks in memory its form now shapeless has far to go to be lost to the little bits of thought still swimming its dry banks.   My thoughts swell memories tremble there old incomplete sentences structured in timeless yawning, titanic clouds blocking the realness of now.   Janavi Held © 2017…

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Horizon

Horizon   I move too as the waves pierce the horizon that distance unattainable longs for me as well to embellish my ears with wind to swallow my eyes inside that insatiable horizon.   Janavi Held © 2017    

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