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My Latest Articles On Fragrantica

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I am a devout perfume writer, among other things. Very lovely fragrances sometimes ignite the light of lyrics, which is why I started writing poetry a long time ago. 

Two anthologies have included some of my poems: Anthology Volume I: Writings from the Sudden Denouement Literary Collective and Darker Objects.  

My latest articles on Fragrantica:

Mytho Collection by Agatho Parfum

What Three Fragrances Would You Take On A Desert Island?

White Overdose Emirates Pride Perfumes Review

Last but not the least:
FRAGRANTICA BEST PERFUMES 2024 — Iulia Halatz & Jernê Knowles

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Would you write a book?

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Writing prompt
I was inspired by a post of a fellow writer on LinkedIn.

I have already had the privilege of having my writings featured in two anthologies, The Sudden Denouement Anthology Volume I and Darker Objects.

I do not have this in mind because, in my opinion, there are two obstacles to consider: time and money.
These are typical obstacles, so what else is new? One might inquire… Writing a book necessitates unwavering dedication, RESEARCH, EDITING, and PROOFREADING.

If I had the time to start writing a book, it would definitely be a fantasy one. Simple stories of people living in a legendary land. In this, I can pour all my love for mythology and ancient narratives.

But the people would be very real, like in the stories of Alice Munro.
What about you?

Would you write a book?

Art – Roger Bonafé

Summer

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“And so with the sunshine and the great bursts of leaves growing on the trees, just as things grow in fast movies, I had that familiar conviction that life was beginning over again with the summer.”
― F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby

Art – Sir George Clausen (1852-1944), Summer Night

World Poetry Day!

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Held every year on 21 March, World Poetry Day celebrates one of humanity’s most treasured forms of cultural and linguistic expression and identity.

World Poetry Day is the occasion to honour poets, revive oral traditions of poetry recitals, promote the reading, writing and teaching of poetry, foster the convergence between poetry and other arts such as theatre, dance, music and painting, and raise the visibility of poetry in the media.

In celebration of this day, I include one of my fondest poems, published in the Sudden Denouement Anthology Volume I.

What can I give you?

What can I give you? I am the blue
as imagined by a blind
and the roots of knowledge
as watered by a scholar.

I am the yellow
wind and the mauve
respond of light
perched
in the ubiquitous trees
tethered in the clouds
that barely scratch
the sky.

I am the green
storm and colorless waves
that wished upon a mountain
to break water in tryst
with the sun.

Not by blindness
we can reorder colors
but by the painting of a soul
in a moment tender
as the liquid moon
is quivering above the forest.

© Iulia Halatz

Art by Jan Schmuckal. Source – Facebook

My interview for Sudden Denouement Publishing

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Interview Questions for Sudden Denouement

1. What name do you write under?
Iulia Halatz

2. In what part of the world do you live? Tell us about it.
I live in Bucharest, Romania, a small beautiful country in South-East Europe, washed by the Black Sea, watered by the Danube river, cleansed by the Danube Delta, guarded by the Carpathian Mountains, envisaged in many stories and legends. I have written more about the magic of my country here: https://mohamadkarbi.com/2017/04/15/romania/.

I am Romanian
I tremble with the moon
Building shapes of light
Into rippling pools
After the rain of summer…

3. Please tell us about yourself.
I am a teacher with 25 years’ experience and I manage my own school of languages.
I am a passionate cyclist. I never say: “I am happy”, but I say: “I am cycley.” (Of course, inspired by J M. Barrie.)

My power sentence (one of them) is: “Stories are our meat and our magic.” Nevertheless, because our culture doesn’t think storytelling is (still) sacred, I have to keep it rolling, keep writing and telling until I’ve got it half licked.
I picture myself as a storyteller and I inhabit the stories I write.
Whenever people do not “speak” to me, I resort to the powerful communicative skills of the world, I visit a tree and the lake and I start writing a story to have new armour and new citadel … I’ve got it twofold licked.

4. If you have a blog or website, please provide the name and the link.
http://www.seocopywriting.ro/

5. When did you begin your blog/website, and what motivated you start it?

Some time ago (2012) I was put in a prison. The bars and locks were invisible to the eye, but essential. Then I started forging a way to freedom, a secret underground passage. Paved with words painted in blood. The bars and locks flung open.

6. What inspires/motivates you to keep blogging on your site?
For me writing is a form of freedom…
It is like digging for gold. I keep on digging and excavating until the steel of words transmutes into gold of wonder….
I keep on writing but not publishing on my blog (for a while). I was sort of harassed through my blog so I decided to keep silent for a while. But I write new pieces for SD and new bricks for finishing building my imago mundi.

7. What does “Divergent Literature” mean to you?
Divergently FreeWriters.
Divergent literature is for me a brush of green-warm air above the sea, aliver than life itself. Is represents a hubristic place of wonder.
I have written more here: http://blog.seocopywriting.ro/2017/12/12/divergent/.

8. SD Founder Jasper Kerkau frequently talks about Sudden Denouement writers using the ‘secret language’. What is it?
It is (for me) speaking and writing in many alphabets, there is an alphabet for Love, an alphabet for Freedom, one for the lust for Life…

9. What are your literary influences?
My ordinary order in any given pub is: “Coffee and Somerset for me.” As in Somerset Maugham.
Magnificent and humble storyteller: “Will, love, and imagination are magic powers that everyone possesses; and whoever knows how to develop them to their fullest extent is a magician. Magic has but one dogma, namely, that the seen is the measure of the unseen.”
He could peer in the depth of the human soul. He measured it in tales not fathoms.

Mr. Michael Ondaatje has no longer divided time in Minutes, but in Loves. “The heart is an organ of fire.” Our minds, body, limbs, souls are organs of fire.

Jack London: “Who are you, Martin Eden? he demanded of himself in the looking-glass, that night when he got back to his room. He gazed at himself long and curiously. Who are you? What are you? Where do you belong?”
I would name his “mythology”, The Moon and the Sixpence, as he trudged for the both.

10. Has any of your work been published in print? (books, literary magazines, etc.) How did that happen?
Yes, some of my pieces have been published in Anthology Volume I: Writings from the Sudden Denouement Literary Collective.

11. Do you have writing goals? What are they?
– To have the clarity of a poem by Michael Ondaatje.
– To write the truest sentences/stanzas that I know.
– To develop my blue alphabet of the Silent Spring, as “language is lackless and limitless”.
– I am of the opinion that the good people have created mythologies. I would like to create one of my own.

12. Which pieces of your own writing are your favorites? Please share a few links.

http://blog.seocopywriting.ro/2020/06/16/writers-of-the-imperfect-maps-2/
http://blog.seocopywriting.ro/2019/08/07/iulia-halatz-trapeze-artist-of-the-moon/
http://blog.seocopywriting.ro/2019/12/20/morning-mist-at-medium-com/
http://blog.seocopywriting.ro/2020/07/03/allowance-at-medium/
http://blog.seocopywriting.ro/2020/03/20/early-liliac-spring-at-spillwords/

13. What else would like to share about your writing, or yourself?
As my word is freedom, for me Sudden Denouement is the purest form of freedom on the rarest of quests. I feel my imagination roaming the fields and painting walls in search of wild horses. The words I have found on SD open for me more and more eyes every day.
I am a newborn Argus.

For the love of books

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As being confined at my home, I have gone through my books now that I will (probably) have more time to read.
Next to my first poems published in the Sudden Denouement Anthology Volume I, there it was the black luster of my graduation paper. In the both I have put my passion and toil, sweat and tears.
My graduation year was one of the worst, being squeezed under job worries, preparation for the Post graduate exams, completing my graduation paper and being caught in a troublesome web of love and pain.
While leafing through my thesis I couldn’t imagine how on earth I had the patience and fortitude to set off upon the journey of the Gods through the Victorian Age.
Must be the love for ideals, love for hope, love for Mythology, love for word-work that helped me swam under all worries aided only by the unicorn-blue sheen of the moon onto the leaves of that forlorn summer.

Presently, I am travelling the world with the help of a sack of books and I am rearranging memories upon their shelves.

Art – Kinuko Craft

Song of Spring

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Song of Spring
written for the Sudden Denouement Anthology Volume I

Spring is a princess
without voice
only fingers
to mix colors
in the rainbows.

She’s got a vessel
for the softest fragrance
pressed in archives
in the Library of Scent…
There are plums
the cherries
and the blooms of vines
escalating
on the earth’s shelves…

Anyone who writes down
to Spring
is simply wasting
a leaf of scent.

No one is ever so poor
as not to write up
music
to all the shades of Spring
and to the dancing stars
to give a gift
of chaos…

© Iulia Halatz

…By the time I began reading the final third of the Anthology, I wished for respite from the unearthing of discontent and the unforgiving barrage of reality, even as it was sometimes cloaked in fantastical imagery. And a partial reprieve came in the form of odes to the seasons: “The Marigold of months has sure begun./Fling back the shutters and let down your Hair…” (Lois Linkens’ “the Yellow month”) and Spring has “a vessel/for the softest fragrance” (Iulia Halatz’s “Song of Spring”). – Mariah Voutilainen

Trapeze artist of the Pink Moon

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“We are the masters
of two small islands:
One of carton trees
and hollowed plastic flowers
and One
where the moon lives.

In her eyes
the thawing vernal lights
Endure…”

– Iulia Halatz – From Trapeze artist of the Moon

Amazing photo by Walter Dorsett Photography.
Walter Dorsett Photography

About Iulia Halatz
“Writing is an Iron Tale, must be tough and sincere to the core of human perception of pain as valor. I am the grumpy T-Rex who started writing out of pain, not because of a polished world. Writing out of love is painless and herbivore. As we sometimes taste blood, ours or others’. Nevertheless, some words are so expensive that we are better left with them unspoken or write them with the ink of a Ghost…” She is a teacher, small entrepreneur and cyclist.

Song of Spring

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Song of Spring
by Iulia Halatz

Written for the Anthology Volume I: Writings from the Sudden Denouement Literary Collective

Spring is a princess
without voice
only fingers
to mix colors
in the rainbows.

She’s got a vessel
for the softest fragrance
pressed in archives
in the Library of Scent…
There are plums
the cherries
and the blooms of vines
escalating
on the earth’s shelves…

Anyone who writes down
to Spring
is simply wasting
a leaf of scent.

No one is ever so poor
as not to write up
music
to all the shades of Spring
and to the dancing stars
to give a gift
of chaos…

© Iulia Halatz

Art – Edwin Howland Blashfield – Spring scattering stars

“If your expectation is a slim volume of precise poems according to a clever little theme, you’ll be deeply disappointed by SD’s offering. Poetry at SD isn’t nice and tidy, it isn’t precise or easily categorized, nor does it intend to leave you peaceful. As Iulia Halatz says in her poem What Can I Give You? “Not by blindness / we can reorder colors / but by the painting of a soul.” There is absolutely nothing here that is calm or apologetic, nor will any writer be careful with your sensibilities and spare you the brunt of their truth.” – excerpt from Candice Louisa Daquin’s review of the Anthology