Category Archives: Creative writing

For the love of books

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 thorough 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

A beautiful tree

“In their highest boughs the world rustles, their roots rest in infinity; but they do not lose themselves there, they struggle with all the force of their lives for one thing only: to fulfill themselves according to their own laws… to represent themselves. Nothing is holier, nothing is more exemplary than a beautiful, strong tree.”
Herman Hesse

Amazing art by Julius Sergius von Klever.

Encaptured published at

Written by Iulia Halatz
Her skin is like fire
her breath, distant desire
Flowers meet
for their annual feast
any time you kiss
her meatiness white…

Her hair comes from the stars
a supernova dust
it shines and coils
and transports
all of you
in a magic land…
Where seas are soft and wild
Winds blow
Of unknown stories
That paint and burn
On your skin
That rekindle
Every time

She moves in sight…

Art by Julia Gabrielov.

Master Manole

“Between history and myth, set against a definite time and place and soaring up towards timeless heights to express eternal truths of the spirit and its works, The Ballad of the Argesh Monastery or of Master Manole is endowed with that strange and fruitful ambiguity of the great creations handed down to us by the ancient world.”
Zoe Dumitrescu Bușulenga (Translated by Dan Duțescu)

“What a dream I dreamed
In my sleep! Meseemed
A whisper from high,
A voice from the sky,
Told me verily
That whatever we
In daytime have wrought
Shall nights come to naught…”

I illustrate with Félix Vallotton, Church of the Hurlus in ruins,1917


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Close friends

“Close friends are truly life’s treasures. Sometimes they know us better than we know ourselves. With gentle honesty, they are there to guide and support us, to share our laughter and our tears. Their presence reminds us that we are never really alone.”
Vincent Van Gogh

VINCENT VAN GOGH: Chestnut Trees in Blossom