"Come unto me, all ye that labour and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you, and learn of me; for I am meek and lowly in heart: and ye shall find rest unto your souls.“(Matthew 11: 28-29)
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Introduction:

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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!

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):

2023-2025: I will be researching and writing my third book on iconic realism.

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)"

17 September, 2024

Harvest Moon


Harvest Moon

After the heat of summer,
the sweltering, suffocating heat, 
a welcoming breeze wafts over her skin
as she inhales the cool, crisp breath of autumn. 

  And there is the moon, 
  the Harvest moon, 
the Super moon
 in all its glory. 

Her eyes behold 
the luminescence
reflected from the sun
as she wistfully wonders,

"Is anyone else gazing at this brilliant sight 
with hopeful eyes and heartfelt smile?" 
Soothing wishes warm the night 
a comforting, timeless Salve. 
  
© Jeanne I. Lakatos


(To hear my reading of this poem on Pod-omatic, click HERE.)
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