Holy Beam
by Janine Canan
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Mother Moon, bigger tonight, your bright face weary yet detached as You watch us devouring our world. Holy Moon, on this long winter night to You we pray for peace, generosity and self-sacrifice. Heavenly Queen, as we speed the freeways we naively chose, beam your Love until we realize our own startling light. |
Sweet Kali
by Janine Canan
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Take me, envelop me, devour and consume me, silence this junky mind. Dunk me, marinade me, pickle and drown me, dissolve this reckless mind. Disperse me, elevate me, annihilate and erase me, absorb this adoring mind. |
Janine Canan is a psychiatrist and the author of 13 poetry collections, including In the Palace of Creation: Selected Works 1969-1999; Messages from Amma: In the Language of the Heart (sayings of the Indian "hugging saint"); Changing Woman; Star in My Forehead: Selected Poems by Else Lasker-Schueler (translations); and She Rises like the Sun: Invocations of the Goddess by Contemporary American Women Poets (recipient of the Koppelman Award).