My soul

“My soul is alight with your infinitude of stars. Your world has broken upon me like a flood. The flowers of your garden blossom in my body.”
Rabindranath Tagore

Art by Kevin Sloan.

Teaching…

There is no place for arrogance in the teaching. The only thing is changing the world of your students.

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I illustrate with a masterpiece by Michael Cheval because I do believe in the miraculous power of canvas storytelling.

Resistance Poetry 2019.11 at Medium.com

Proud to be a writer for Resistance Poetry at Medium.com:

https://medium.com/resistance-poetry/resistance-poetry-2019-11-1b2a6bd39017

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Photo credit: Daniel Jensen

A List of Wounds at Medium.com

A List of Wounds

by Iulia Halatz (medium.com/@iuliahalatz)

We are all broken flowers
We have seen the moon smiling
The waves crashing
The shimmer and thunder of springs
The blazing lightning of pain
When regluing the chinks in our hearts
a hundredfold again…

We have seen the tremble of a leaf
in mid-November
When it falls
and lies defeated
like giant spiky stones
we shuffle our feet on
and bleed…

How do you heal a wound?
First you burn it
in agonizing awe
Then you stitch it
with words in threads
that last
more than the last
Spring

© Iulia Halatz
https://medium.com/resistance-poetry/a-list-of-wounds-fb6ae48cf094

Art by Vladimir Kush.

It was November

It was November ~ the month of crimson sunsets, parting birds, deep, sad hymns of the sea, passionate wind-songs in the pines.
– L.M. Montgomery

It was November ~ the month of promiscuous trees, turbulent moons dressed up in haze, opal leaves layering the smock of earth.
© Iulia Halatz

Art by Charles Vess.

Bees….

“Bees blew like cake-crumbs through the golden air, white butterflies like sugared wafers, and when it wasn’t raining a diamond dust took over which veiled and yet magnified all things
Laurie Lee – Cider With Rosie

Eliot Hodgkin – Undergrowth

How to be a good writer…

“The best thing to do is to loosen my grip on my pen and let it go wandering about until it finds an entrance. There must be one – everything depends on the circumstances, a rule applicable as much to literary style as to life. Each word tugs another one along, one idea another, and that is how books, governments and revolutions are made – some even say that is how Nature created her species.”
Machado de Assis, Those Cousins from Sapucaia, 1883

Henri Rousseau

The world is a book

The world is a book and those who do not travel read only one page.”
– St. Augustine

Maximilian Lenz – A World (1899)