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Chaos

“Beauty is something wonderful and strange that the artist fashions out of the chaos of the world in the torment of his soul. And when he has made it, it is not given to all to know it. To recognize it you must repeat the adventure of the artist. It is a melody that he sings to you, and to hear it again in your own heart you want knowledge and sensitiveness and imagination.”
W. Somerset Maugham, The Moon and Sixpence

Art by Paul Gauguin.

In The Moon and Sixpence, Somerset embodies the life-story of Paul Gauguin.

A list of wounds

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

Art by Vladimir Kush.

I am delighted that five of my poems were included in the Sudden Denouement Anthology Volume I. The anthology is now available on Amazon.com and Amazon.co.uk.

Greenen Parlor

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

What do you see when you look at night?

The kraken sleeping
in the murk
His thoughts
would change the color
of whom
he once abhorred.

The moon is faint
and builds
the hauberk
of bark
around the dark
with armatures
that are about
to conquer down
the light.

What do you see when you look at love?

Kraken kisses and embraces
of a woman of innocence
unwise, unadorned
untamed.
Slumbering in green tentacles
vividly electric
to pursue in night
unnumbered words
astray from his
wondrous grey
to host in the parlor
the Someone
they desired.

Her untamed soul
drags her love
like Simoom
grabs the grains of sand
in hurdles and pains.

We cannot step
outside love’s iron songs.
Its music
brings falter
in the bones.
It is the alphabet
that guides the waters
to stay together
and roar
North of the wind
glisten
South of the sun…

© Iulia Halatz

I am delighted that five of my poems were included in the Sudden Denouement Anthology Volume I. The anthology is now available on Amazon.com and Amazon.co.uk.

One Lovely Blog Award! #1

2017.The Year of the Lovely Stories and Lovely Encounters

Few moons back and many brighter days, the amazing BE KITSCHIG– BE NICE! BE GREEN! BE KITSHIG! has nominated my blog for the One Lovely Blog Award.

BE KITSCHIG is a lovely & shimmering foundation for glamorous, glittery stories and quotes you cannot help but LOVE! Here is one: “In difficult times, fashion is always outrageous!” We have some things in common: I am green and glittery.

My mind is now full of apologies as I let time pass before writing this happy post to thank the Lovely BE KITSCHIG for this nomination. All the people behind their amazing blogs and crafty words are lovely and wonderful. All they write is a betrayal of the beauty in our souls that enlightens and creates happiness.

I would like to nominate everybody for their lovely, lovely words and feelings, as all the people that I have met here have touched my soul and changed something in me. I have learned a lot and become more than I ever thought I could be.

These are the lovely nominees and please remember that everybody is invited to this “moveable feast”.

Please note you are under no obligation by my nominating you. This is just a token of my appreciation for your amazing work and words.

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https://daisymae2017.wordpress.com/

https://tropicalaffair.me/

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https://hasidic.me/

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https://sweetdevil69.wordpress.com/

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https://chapeblog.com/

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https://inspiresn.wordpress.com/

The rules:

  • Thank the person that nominated you and provide a link to their blog.
  • List the rules.
  • Display the award on your post of the award.
  • List seven facts about yourself.
  • Nominate 15 bloggers for this award and comment on one of their posts to let them know you have nominated them.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

And my trivialities:

I was born under the star sign of Gemini, so there are two people inside me: one Before Coffee and one After Coffee.
I used to have five wisdom teeth, all of them popping up at the same time. After this, whenever I was trying to impress my audience with some straightforward words of wisdom, they said that maybe it was not such a good idea to take the fifth one out.
I wear 40 for footwear (9.5 US size) and 41 for roller skates (and I am not that tall). Some simpletons might say I don’t need skis. I don’t. I only have cross-country skis, which are supposed to be longer, and I couldn’t possibly beat this.

Everything can be solved after (or during) a ride in the park with my lovely bicycle. Most of my poetry has been written there.

Music must have been the food of the Gods. Being humble and an earthling, I just try to live on music and eat as little as possible. When feeling hungry as hell, I can see the huge gap between us and the Gods.

The greatest fun is to laugh at myself with some “randomly” carefully chosen earthlings. I have yet to find better jokes or better humor than the real-life humor of the clumsiest green scatterbrain-nice person.

Lure of the sea

There are countless lures in our lives or it may be that our lives are made of lures. Mine is the sea. I hear its song all over the year and like Ulysses’ sailors I am not wise enough to deafen my ears. I am trapped into its blue.

The sea knows things and is a cure. For loneliness, grief, unhappiness and love, as Mr. Somerset Maugham wisely put:

“You know, when one’s in love,’ I said, ‘and things go all wrong, one’s terribly unhappy and one thinks one won’t ever get over it. But you’ll be astounded to learn what the sea will do.

Well, love isn’t a good sailor and it languishes on a sea voyage. You’ll be surprised when you have the Atlantic between you and Larry to find how slight the pang is that before you sailed seemed intolerable.”
W. Somerset Maugham, The Razor’s Edge

So when one’s in love, get on a boat… I cannot help but love Somerset’s magic realism.

I illustrate with pictures from my short May holiday in the Ionian.

Corfiot entrapment

Romania is my country and Corfu is my home island.

I am caught in the magic of the island of cypresses, millennia-old olive trees and nymphs. The satyrs are not scarce either, they just resumed human form. If my words escape you, I would like to say that Greeks are very handsome and “warm”.

I want to relocate in a very small cottage on a mountain side, overlooking the sea and palm trees rustling merrily in the lazy salty breeze.

My single worry was to get up early (at 6 A.M. or so) to still catch the stars and then, the sun. And later, after happy hours of basking in its mellow warmth, watch it jumping into the waves on the way to the other realm.

October in Corfu is like late beautiful spring in Romania. Balmy air, birds chirping, tons of colors and fragrances heralding another spring. The one starting in November!

“Gradually the magic of the island (Corfu)  settled over us as gently and clingingly as pollen.”
Gerald Durrell, My Family and Other Animals

I illustrate with my photos: the waning moon at dawn & later, the waxing moon at dusk; the clearest water that I can look into till my eyes turn blue & one stunning sunset; a romantic ship in the Kerkyra harbour & the highest peak – the Pantokrator.

Love nebula

I believe that above everything there hovers a Nebula of love.
And randomly, one builds a stairway to the nebula and starts throwing buckets of love to you.

Because it is sweet and warm, you confuse it with wild rain drops in midsummer or huge snowflakes or just candyfloss.

Whenever I feel the beautiful rain and the snowflakes thawing fire on my cheek, I’ll know you’re there in the nebula, dumping buckets full of love in my head…

Art by Rafal Olbinski.

Iulia Halatz
She says: “Be the one who cares, make words so disruptive that they create new worlds, hopes and dreams. Even if we are unhappy dinosaurs and find shelter in an Iron Tale or ruminate about feeling too much, whilst declaring colorless apparel, we should take power and strength from our stories.”
Her published poems can be found in The Sudden Denouement Anthology Volume I.