Revolutionary Revelry: Transformation, Circuitous Paths, Innovations, and Circularity
© Dr. Jeanne I. Lakatos, Ph.D.
"Let all your things be done in Love." (1 Corinthians 16:14)
Introduction:
- Dr. Jeanne Iris
- Current: Danbury, CT, United States
- Welcome! A few years ago, I discovered an application that artists employ in their works to bring cultural awareness to their audiences. Having discerned this semiotic theory that applies to literature, music, art, film, and the media, I have devoted the blog,Theory of Iconic Realism to explore this theory. The link to the publisher of my book is below. If you or your university would like a copy of this book for your library or if you would like to review it for a scholarly journal, please contact the Edwin Mellen Press at the link listed below. Looking forward to hearing from you!
Announcements
22 August, 2026
Benoit Mandelbrot, the 'Father of Fractals'
21 August, 2026
The Brook's Treasure
I wrote this poem many years ago from a memory of seeing a brook, bubbling in the middle of the woods. It's a pleasant rhyme that, hopefully, will bring a smile to your face and a 'treasure' to your heart as you move through your own circuitous path. Enjoy!
Photo of a neighbor's pond, fed by a little brook
The Brook's Treasure
For purposes I did wander
For answers I did look
until I finally came upon
a funny, little brook.
The brook was not a shallow one,
nor was it very deep,
but in this funny, little brook
a Treasure I did keep.
The Treasure was a happy song
of life, of hopes, of joys,
and in the interlude there was
a melody of Peace.
The song did have its high notes.
'Twas not without the low,
and yet, I found that as I wade
the song would fill my soul
with rippling harmonies
of peace, fulfillment, and the best~
a very special kind of Love
which called me to the test.
I knew, as I sat wondering
upon this brook tableau
that this was what I muddled for
so very long ago~
a song to fill my soul each day
a song so rich, so rare,
a song composed of harmonies
expelling through the air
and filling every twist and turn
with one selected Force~
a resolute assurance
of a Treasure true to course.
© Jeanne I. Lakatos
To hear me read this poem, please click HERE.
20 August, 2026
A Long Sentence, Silence is.
though my heart yearns to beat
19 August, 2026
Goal: Inspiration
18 August, 2026
Upon Viewing the Bog Bodies Exhibit at the National Museum of Ireland
Inside
the exquisitely sculpted rotunda,
behind exhibits of gold and amber adornments,
exposed in tombs of plexiglass,
lay remains of people
who once held hands,
smiled gently to their loved ones,
kissed softly on moonlit nights.
Centuries pass,
and as her silent witness meets theirs,
she senses a tear's warmth
and whispers a prayer
that their spirits are far away
and at peace.
© Jeanne I. Lakatos
17 August, 2026
When in France...
A few years ago, I presented a paper at the annual Association of Franco-Irish Studies conference in Reims, France. Ever since I spoke that first French word in my ninth grade French class, I've longed to go to that country. Finally, decades later, my dreams were realized, but not without the unfortunate discovery that there were no washcloths at my hotel. So.....
16 August, 2026
Sydney Owenson (Lady Morgan) and Disparate Characterizations in The Missionary
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