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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!


I will present or have presented research on Sydney Owenson (Lady Morgan) or my semiotic theory of iconic realism at the following location(s):

April, 2022: American Conference for Irish Studies, virtual event: (This paper did not discuss Sydney Owenson.) "It’s in the Air: James Joyce’s Demonstration of Cognitive Dissonance through Iconic Realism in His Novel, Ulysses"

October, 2021: Sacred Heart University, Fairfield, CT: "Sydney Owenson’s use of sociolinguistics and iconic realism to defend marginalized communities in 19th century Ireland"

March, 2021: Lenoir-Rhyne University, Hickory, North Carolina: "Sydney Owenson (Lady Morgan): A Nineteenth Century Advocate for Positive Change through Creative Vision"

October, 2019: Elms College, Chicopee, Massachusetts: "A Declaration of Independence: Dissolving Sociolinguistic Borders in the Literature of Sydney Owenson (Lady Morgan)"

26 November, 2022

"Snow and Wind"

To me, the holiday includes memories of snow and wind, family gatherings in Michigan, where, no matter how intense the weather, we always gathered at my Grandma's house to celebrate. As an adult, those memories revive with each new 'winter weather advisory' and with a lovely fire in the fireplace, all outside hostilities melt away....

Photos taken with my Canon SureShot in Danbury, CT

Snow and Wind

Snow speaks silently,
caresses my heart
with memories,
tickles my soul
with anticipation,
blends with ice
to generate adrenalin

Howling wind
erases impressions
with its jealous grasp
stings my cheeks
wraps around my bones.
My body shivers
to generate adrenalin

Fire beyond the hearth
stoked with trees 
that once shaded, once housed,
once bore sparkling icicles
now draws me into its 
crackling core
to melt adrenalin

© Jeanne I. Lakatos

18 November, 2022

Blinds Open

This was a Poetry Bus prompt with which Karen challenged us:
Write about one of the following:
(1) a time you had to choose between two clearly divergent paths

(2) a time you were called to walk a path you didn't choose for yourself
(3) a time you refused to travel the path you were called to follow.  
I've chosen to write about a situation that caused me to make a decision. It all began with the closing of blinds to shield my eyes from the setting sun. 

Photo from Google Images

Blinds Open 
A blinding
moves her
to close the blind
shielding her
from the intensity.

the hour of dusk
with a creative verve
releasing brilliance.

a beam expands
that cannot blind
for memory
sustains the weakest eye.

© Jeanne I. Lakatos

11 November, 2022

On this Veterans Day, I say to all Veterans...

Thank you, Veterans! 
God Bless you!

07 November, 2022


Below, I have written a poem based on a photograph, as an example of Ekphrasis.
My photograph is of the beautiful East Lake in Danbury, Connecticut, at sunset, just before dusk. 

I took this photo of East Lake in Danbury, Connecticut.

Indigo pond
a hopeful, graying sky
shades of peach and blue
with soft, fleecy clouds
framing the Peace
that harkens my heart 
 of possibilities

© Jeanne I. Lakatos

26 October, 2022

For All Saint's Day (Nov. 1), I've chosen to write of my patron saint, Jeanne D'Arc, whose spirit I've called upon on a number of occasions for strength and perseverance. 
Joan of Arc's Death at the Stake  by Hermann Stilke (1803–1860)    

Jeanne D’Arc
Stalwart, spiritual,
she engages
an army
of anxious souls.
Her fate: rejection
by the ignorant
transporting her
to glorious praise
from Love’s Source.
Courage endures
fervent benevolence.

© Jeanne I. Lakatos  

To view a website devoted to Jeanne D’Arc:

07 October, 2022

The Holy Rosary

 Today, October 7th, is the Feast of Our Lady of the Holy Rosary. The Rosary is a powerful, meditative prayer that many have prayed through the centuries. Below, is a link to a broadcast from Dr. Taylor Marshall on 19 quotes regarding the praying of the Holy Rosary. 


Below are brief step-by-step instructions for praying the Rosary: 

10 September, 2022

We will always remember!

Photo from Google Images
Click onto the candle to hear Sarah McLachlan sing "Angel."

Photo from http://michaeljamescasey.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/01/natl_memorial.jpg

Photo from Washington Post

Photo from Google Images

 The National 9/11 Memorial, New York City, Pentagon 9/11 Memorial, and Flight 93 Memorial
illustrate my semiotic theory of iconic realism. 
Read more by clicking HERE.

I wrote this poem the afternoon of September 11, 2001 in Danbury, CT, 65 miles north of the horror,  yet close enough to know that the same clouds passing above me just passed over the horror. The wispy clouds almost looked like angels floating above and away from the madness below. Silence… except for the industry of nature.

September 11, 2001

Bellowing clouds of madness
devour cavernous streets
filled with masses seeking freedom
from a spumous potion of death.

Silent plumes in an azure sky,
Blessed by the whispers
of three thousand angels
newly formed, dancing,
mollify this visage of horror.

Delicate cricket chirps, katydid songs,
strong airy wings of a soaring bird
reveal the Love
that can never die.

Freedom prevails.

© Jeanne I. Lakatos  2001