Revolutionary Revelry: Transformation, Circuitous Paths, Innovations, and Circularity
by Jeanne I. Lakatos, Ph.D.
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!
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28 October, 2024
27 October, 2024
A Flash Fiction Tale of 'Stella, the Ceili-Dancing Squash (Stink) Bug'
A March sun warmed the oak tree, standing at the entrance of the Old Main Building. Melting snow formed puddles in which blue birds and sparrows graciously bathed.
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26 October, 2024
A Doe's Vision
I wrote this poem directly after viewing a young buck with antlers just emerging, find a shaded spot in the wooded glen right outside my window. He didn't know I was observing him, an he looked so peaceful, just resting there among the trees on the softened earth. He reminded me of my own 'buck,' my son, who at the time was a pre-teen...thus, the poem:
A Doe's Vision
Rest, young buck, now rest.
Do not fear that I am watching you.
Your life is safe within my eyes.
Yes, be careful and aware
of all the new and strange annoyances
surrounding you.
Now search for that tranquility.
Nourish your body and soul.
Relax, for soon the changes come,
and your precious, budding years
will all be gone.
Rest, my young and precious buck.
My loving eyes adore you.
Worry not.
You have found safe harbor
in my eyes.
© Jeanne I. Lakatos
25 October, 2024
A Sonnet: Four Soles, Soulful Foursome
For fun, click onto: Billy Collins former United States Poet Laureate, to read his satirical view of sonnets, cleverly entitled, "Sonnet."
24 October, 2024
Last Yellow Leaf
A last yellow leaf from one of my trees
she glows, knowing
that His Love envelops
with strength and purpose,
the brilliance beaming through.
A gust of the north wind
sends this last yellow leaf
on its way to life’s
glorious fulfillment.
© Jeanne I. Lakatos
(To hear my reading of this poem on Pod-omatic, Click HERE.)
23 October, 2024
The Revolutionary Rhetoric of Sydney Owenson (Lady Morgan)
22 October, 2024
One October Day
and what did I hear?
Golden leaves tumbling through the branches
spinning, dancing, composing
the joyful sonance
of a thousand hands clapping.
A few leaves tumbled onto my head.
(Does this mean my prayers have been answered?)
Trees with variegated shades of russet, gold, red, and green,
like giant bouquets presented from the azure sky.
Old rock walls display their historical wisdom
as they uphold the dried, withered vines
from Summer's sun.
People walking, riding bikes,
chatting with friends on their phones
pass me by,
each one smiling, nodding 'hello,'
for this lovely day brings with it
a heavenly Spirit
through sighs of a gentle breeze,
the chirping of sweet birds,
Solace
in the heart of each passer-by,
in my heart, too,
and I am grateful for it.
© Jeanne I. Lakatos
(To listen to My reading of this poem on Pod-omatic. Click HERE )