Janine Pickett Reviews "Across the Light" by Bruce Owens

Indiana Voice Journal: March/April 2018, Issue #38

"When Season's Collide" Abstract 8 x 10 Acrylic Painting/J.Pickett

Welcome to our 38th beautiful, spur-of-the-moment issue of Indiana Voice Journal! Huge thanks to all the authors appearing here. We are currently accepting poetry, fiction, and essay submissions for our May/June #39 Issue. Please see our guidelines page. Submit your best! We look forward to reading your work! In this issue...

POETRY

Three Poems by Joyce Zephyrin: "Crocus and Daffodil," "A Little Dust," and "Pearl Gray Dawn"
Three Poems by Debasish Parashar: "Roots Are Sticky", "A Bunch of Chaos", "Love in Less"
Two Poems by Angel Edwards: "Bereavement" and "Bird Watching"
A Poem by Glenda Higgins: "Falling Into Silence"
Five Poems by Maik Strosahl: "Stengel," "One Voice from a Mass Grave," "Seventh Avenue Jesus," "The Immortals," and "Counting the Scars"
Three Poems by Heath Brougher: "The Word Weaver," "Fuel," and "November Bough"
Three Poems by Debarshi Mitra: "Dawn," "Conquest," and "Ash"
Three Poems by Charles Frempong-Longdon Jr.: "The Devil is Marmalade," "Lucien," and "Blue January"
Two Poems by Anwer Ghani: "A Goose" and "Butterfly"
Three Poems by Edilson Afonso Ferreira: "Fears and Feelings," "Forever Human Generations," and "Earthly Love"
Five Poems by Joan Payne Kincaid: "The Goose is Getting Fat," "Poem About Things," "Holiday Activities II," "A Photograph," and "Pub-crawl II"
Four Poems by Ngozi Olivia Osuoha: "Herdmenization," "Religious Beasts," "Political Monsters," and "Campaign Promises, a Bunch of Balderdash"

FICTION

Fiction by Ana Vidosavljevic: "Confined Spaces and Shadows"
Fiction by Cecilia Soprano: "Two Takes on the Same View"

LITERARY PLACES

Literary Places-Highlight: Advaitam Speaks Literary Journal

Janine Pickett Reviews: "Poison in Paradise" by Scott Thomas Outlar

                             

                           Poison in Paradise

by Scott Thomas Outlar

Published by Alien Buddha Press

Available on Amazon

Janine Pickett Reviews: "Meditations" by Jonel Abellanosa

Meditations by Jonel Abellanosa is a beautiful book of 27 poems that seem to be written straight from the author's heart. I found the poems touching, meditative, and very much "alive" in a divinely inspired way. Many are written in the first person, which gives you a sense of the inner strength and character the poet draws upon to craft these poems.

Strong in visual imagery. Lyrical, whimsical, magical...They beckon to you from the page, then leave you reeling in a profound and quiet way. Few poets can invoke that sense of wonder and awe we long for after the book has been closed, but Jonel Abellanosa is one who can and does, whether intentional or not.

Janine Pickett Reviews "The Salamander Chronicles" by Don Beukes

The Salamander Chronicles 

The Salamander Chronicles by Don Beukes is a well-crafted book containing 79 pages. The cover is beautiful and points clearly to the remarkable words found inside.

Personal Essay by Janine Pickett: "Lasting Impressions"

Janine Pickett is Founding Editor of Indiana Voice Journal and Spirit Fire Review. Her work has been published in various online and print journals, and commercial magazines.

Poet Janine Pickett Responds To: "Distress"

America, When Voices Cry Out...Do We?

Nonfiction Article: "Uncapping the Wells of Maria Woodworth-Etter --- Miracles, Signs, and Wonders with Jack and Deb Welch"

Maria Woodworth-Etter

Maria Woodworth-Etter is one of my hero's of the faith. Her powerful ministry was instrumental in bringing the gospel to Indiana, and literally, to thousands upon thousands of people. She traveled across the land holding revivals, saving souls, healing the sick, casting out demons, and raising the dead. In other words, doing exactly what Jesus did; what we're all called to do. When she prayed, people were touched by God sometimes from a distance of 50 miles away. Actual newspaper reports, books, and testimonies about this amazing woman of God are numerous, and I'm sharing the links: Her books are available on Amazon.

There is a wonderful Facebook page started by Maria's great-great-great grandson Jack Welch of Lite The Fire. I reached out to Jack
through Facebook to ask if I could share his story in this issue of the journal. He agreed, and stated that he and his wife Deb would be in Anderson the following Saturday. God's timing is so perfect...We decided to meet for coffee. They are an incredible couple claiming their inheritance, walking in the anointing, and working to uncap, or re-dig, the wells of Jack's grandmother Maria Woodworth-Etter.

Testimonies & Prophetic Words

A PROPHETIC WORD COMES TO PASS:

My family thinks I am crazy for believing in a supernatural God who loves them. The "religious spirit" was all they ever knew of, and turned away from. About a year ago, a particular family member was going through a tough time and I asked God for a word to share with her.  He gave me a vision of her standing in a beautiful garden dressed in vivid colors. In my spirit, I heard, "she is one of the most beautiful flowers in my garden". When I relayed this message to her, she laughed and said I was just making things up to make her feel better. She said," IF God is real, there are so many people on the planet, he wouldn't bother with me". She didn't believe she was worthy of God's love or attention. But she asked me to describe the garden anyway and I said, "beautiful colors, flowers and plants, new growth and blooms all over the place and you are dressed in the colors of the garden, and there are swarms of butterflies over the garden."

Book Review: "Edgewater" Poetry By Arthur Powers

EDGEWATER

Poetry by Arthur Powers

Published by Finishing Line Press

Reviewed by Janine Pickett

October 3, 2015

 

POETRY, A CONVERSATION, AND A CONTEST WITH POETRY EDITOR STACY SAVAGE

Available on Amazon

Mrs. Stacy Savage is a poet from Anderson, Indiana. She has published eight poetry books, seven of which the royalties benefited charities. Her work has also appeared in Birds and Blooms magazine, Ideals magazine, Asian Geographic magazine, The Heron’s Nest haiku journal, and various publications. In May 2010, she won second place in Spring Mill State Park’s nature poetry contest for her poem, “In Southern Indiana“.  Her poem, “Whispers of Poets Past”, was published on board 20 to 30 city buses in Lafayette as part of an arts project called Words on the Go. Last October, one of her poems was published in a wildlife calendar in Africa. She was a judge twice for the Best Books of Indiana competition in the poetry category.  Recently, she read some of her work on "The Smiley Morning Show" on WZPL radio. Most of Savage's work has been published under her former name of Smith. Stacy agreed to talk with IVJ about her charity work.

HISTORICAL POEM: "THE GREAT WHITE CITY" BY LYDIA FENWICK PATTERSON CIRCA 1921

Lydia Fenwick Patterson

Lydia Fenwick Patterson 1872-1944 wrote poetry. Her writings were found in a suitcase in an attic by family members. The pages were fashioned together as scrolls using loose leaf papers and straight pins. I am publishing her poem written in 1921, and never before published until today, because it still rings true. It is relevant. The entangled arms of poverty and oppression do not discriminate, and within that grasp are people from every walk of life. I read this poem and immediately thought of Wall Street while viewing pictures of humanity sleeping on the sidewalks and in the shadows of our great cities.  Lydia was my great-great-great grandmother, and as I transcribe some of her poetry that was destined for the trash bin, the questions arise...How many other startling or important voices of our past have been lost, thrown out with the trash, dismissed as ravings, left undiscovered in attics and basements? What a pleasure to learn my grandmother wrote poetry, and to hear her speak from the grave on a topic I am so passionate about! I left this poem as I found it... In her words, and completely unedited.~Janine Pickett  

Fiction: "Fairy-Feet Liar" by Janine Pickett

    
    I can't depend on the cat, he'll never tell. I know they're in there though, I can hear them laughing. Everyday at lunch, half-way up the walk, I stop and listen. I can feel the house breathing, panting from their ruckus as they dance on the counter tops, slide their fairy feet through leftover ketchup on the plates, hang from the corners of my picture frames. And everyday, at lunch, I sneak up to the door and fling it open—and am greeted by silence—and the cat. God, they're fast. I look for evidence—patterns in the ketchup like tracks on a junkies arm, lopsided pictures hanging on the walls. Weighted corners and dead plants. I know they've been peeing in my plants because the soil is dry except for one small moist spot.