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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) or my semiotic theory of iconic realism at the following location(s):

April, 2022: American Conference for Irish Studies, virtual event: "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)"

14 December, 2021

A Christmas Poem

This Christmas poem was written a few years ago after I overheard a woman in the grocery store concerned that she didn't have enough cloves for her hot mulled wine. (Four bottles of cloves weren't enough? Ha!) I think Mary spoke to me personally that day, whispering into my subconscious, "Jeanne, you have to write this.... now!"  Merry Christmas!

Painting by Andrea Solari, ca. 1507

Sweet Savor

What shall I drink? Egg nog or grog?
What did the Holy Family drink
on that holiest night of nights?
Did Mary lean over to Joseph
after giving birth to Jesus and say,
“Joseph, be a dear and pour me
another glass of Chardonnay?”
To which Joseph replied,
“Mary, Darling, all we have is
a little hot mulled wine left over
from the party last night.”

Or…did a father, proud
after such a long trip
offer his bride a sip
of water to give her joy
upon delivering this
beautiful, healthy Boy?

Did the baby cry
in a humble home
and look to his mother,
so beautiful and warm,
reach up, to touch
her swollen breast
and drink of the milk
from the Mother blessed?


© Jeanne I. Lakatos 

10 December, 2021

Artistry

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


Artistry of a Poet's Hand

A fine gold nib gently fits
into a feathered pen.
The well of silver and crystal 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 imagery
in crimson, amethyst, and beryl green,
penned along the borders of the page,
elegantly coalesce genius with beauty:
the Word, inscribed.

© Jeanne I. Lakatos