"Let all your things be done in Love." (1 Corinthians 16:14)
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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)"

03 May, 2025

Abiding Love and a Spring Day

What happens after a Spring thunderstorm can be a true Blessing.

My holly bush, glistening in the sun after a thunderstorm

Abiding Love and a Day in Spring

I looked out my window one morning after a storm

and discovered something sparkling and not the norm.

It seemed to be smiling, perhaps winking at me,

the sun's reflection breaking forth from the clouds. 

Perhaps, 'twas a raindrop on a holly leaf there,  

knowing that I would see it and share.


A bird sang nearby as if begging me to hear

its song, so perfectly lovely and clear,

so I opened the window and felt the fresh air 

rid my lungs of the stuffiness I beheld within, 

and let the blood flowing beneath my skin 

open my heart to Love: abiding, embracing me, 

as I cherish each moment from this through eternity.


© Jeanne I. Lakatos

To hear me recite this verse, please click HERE


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