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Magnolia buds against a blue Connecticut sky

Introduction:

My photo
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!

27 November, 2016

A Day with Wintry Trees

This poem is from a collection of my 'One Line Poem of the Day' entries from Facebook over the past few winters. They seemed to be calling me to assemble them here. 

I took this photo one winter in Danbury, Connecticut.

A Day with Wintry Trees

As morning sun
awakens each snowflake
adorning bare limbs,
and trees sigh
in serenity's brilliance,
one last, gold leaf glistens
in the snowy shower
when a brisk wind
draws its stem from a tree,
and in this release,
the leaf tumbles
in a dance of jubilation.

This leaf drifts to the ground,
and the tree,
now naked and sparkling
in the sun's warmth,
stands tall and ready
to accept its wintry destiny.

Golden sun illumines
the end of this day.
Behind striated clouds
of pink and orange,
an aqua sky enhances
the illumination
as dancing branches rattle,
yielding to the variant wind.

She breathes in the song
of this winter night
and surrenders to its peace,
lets the brisk, fresh air
fill her smile, for she sees
the tiny footprints of animals
braver than she,
leading to the tree's hollow.
Nurtured by the moon’s iridescence 
and a dominion of love,
they snuggle 
within a newly fallen leaf.

Evergreens mingle
with snow-kissed branches.
The canopy opens
to welcome a thousand stars
spread across the midnight sky,
and under their distant radiance,
she whispers, “Humbly, I adore Thee.” 

© Jeanne I. Lakatos  

23 November, 2016

A Blessed Thanksgiving to all!

Wishing anyone who reads this blog a Blessed Thanksgiving Day! 


from Google Images

17 November, 2016

Artistry

An artist is a poet is an artist...Incorporation of art and poetry creates illumination of a human experience. 
photo from Google Images

Artistry of a Poet's Hand

A fine gold nib gently fits
into the intricately carved pen.
The well, made of clay accepts colorful ink,
carefully poured by the hand of a poet.

This artisan of words dips the golden nib  
into the well, slides it along the neck,
allowing excess fluid to gracefully drip
off its gilded edge.

The poet reflects on placement of each word,
and touching nib to parchment,
propels the filled pen to stroke left, then right,
forming each letter with deliberate flourish.

Ornate illuminations of richly hued designs
in crimson, amethyst, and beryl green,
penned along the borders of the page,
elegantly coalesce genius with beauty:
the written word.


© Jeanne I. Lakatos