Ladybug

Introduction:

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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

I will present or have presented research on Sydney Owenson (Lady Morgan) at the following location(s):

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

10 August, 2020

Lunula, from my operetta, "Luminescence"

I do enjoy the beauty of open windows at night, listening to the wildlife outside, gazing at the moon.... okay, as long as the mosquitos and other flying/crawling critters remain OUTSIDE where they belong. ­čśë

For my Masters thesis, I studied the medieval French poem, Roman de la Rose. For the creative portion of the Thesis, I re-wrote the poem from the point of view of the Rose to create an operetta entitled, Luminescence. Below is a portion of the Introductory recitative. I hope you like it. 


For your dew is a dew of light, and the land of shades gives birth. 
(Isaiah 26: 19) 
I. Lunula
Beams of moonlight delicately touch Rose’s petals,
crowning this young blossom with a luminescent halo.
This warm evening, amidst the twisted vines and lush perennials,
serenaded by the nightingale’s longing melody,
she sits in wonder, overlooking the neglected garden.
Her dawn has not yet arrived, so she waits
in the fragrant shadows for her moment of radiance to unfold.

The moon is known as Lunula.
Emitting a soft, silver glow onto the indigo and deep green foliage,
creating shadows where life renews in the garden’s crevices,
she silently dismisses darkness from the fertile land.
Lunula glides across the evening sky,
easing toward the end of her nightly reign.
The air swirls elegantly and moistly mingles
with the early morning’s warmth.

As daybreak slowly creates an elusive blush,
Lunula moves aside to allow her eminence
its final glow in the dawning light.
Her radiance is dependent on the reflection of the sun,
so she illuminates this shaded, overgrown venue
with degrees of grace, providing inspiration
for the plant life over which her luminescence humbly drifts.            

Refreshing dew stunningly embellishes each leaf
and produces pearls of floral luminescence
seen only by the nightingales, owls, crickets,
and other evening creatures, hooting and chirping
their final chants in the shadows of this summer night.
The crickets sing their sustained pitch –
luring, warning, and daring anyone who enters
into the moist, fertile, musky world
of Lunula’s momentary grandeur.

© Jeanne Iris Lakatos