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Lockdown Exulansis

My brand-new poem written for Medium.com
https://medium.com/@iuliahalatz

The smallness of the evening
Gives new beatings
In my heart.

Ding-dongs
In the color of the falling night
Dynastic stars support
The sky like so many
Miniature Atlases

I need a bigger one
To hold the
Heavy empty void
Of the soul

I lay myself
To sleep in the arms
Of snow living suns

They can never melt

They keep me going
Like flames
In the blue glass.
Thaw it and
Wisely return to fire….

Some time ago, Exulansis prompted me to start writing and to have penned a place of my own making. Nevertheless, some words are so expensive that we are better left with them unspoken or write them with the ink of a Ghost.

Art – Harald Slott-Møller 1918

About Iulia Halatz
She is primarily a teacher of English. Also her mind is lured by goodies like finance, economics, interest rates, the stock market, as she has a hankering for how the money is made. Nevertheless she is a dreamer on a cloud…As dreams cost nothing… In ordinary days she is a word-weaver for everything and everything that breathes. In the best of days she just follows the seasons by means of bike, skis, or roller-skates. She is grateful to all colors of the world and to people who read, smile and drop a line here, or on her email. Contributing author at Spillwords.com, Medium.com and Anthology Volume I: Writings from the Sudden Denouement Literary Collective.

Resistance Poetry 2020.04

Resistance Poetry 2020.04
Covid-19 II: May Day

Written by Meg.
View the full article at medium.com/resistance-poetry

As always, I am humbled and honored to be a writer for Medium.com.

Henrique Alvim Corrêa: 1906 illustration for War of the Worlds

Resistance Poetry 2020.02

Fair to Middlin’

“It’s not fair!” I would rail. To which my father would reply, “Life isn’t fair.”

https://medium.com/resistance-poetry/resistance-poetry-2020-02-de09e9d35d48

As always, proud to be a writer for Resistance Poetry at Medium.com.


Photo – Timon Studler

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.

The Awakening at Medium.com

The Awakening by Iulia Halatz
medium.com/@iuliahalatz

The song dreams along
with the fields
watered by the eyes
of the wettest dawn.

She feels empty
caught
in a web of stars
immenser than any sky
that ever sheltered Europe.

Her story is not written.
She lives in the not-knowing
Her mind crossed Rubicons
Scylla and Charybdis
are petrified
with
lyrics and dance….

She is all the things
She has ever loved:
scented wine,
the white and blue bustle
of spring
the forests dormant
under the scythed moon.
Her green thoughts
bear the celestial heavens
like so many miniature Atlases…

This world is strange
and under attack
of barbarous hearts
that have plundered
and seduced
bedazzled countries
and continents…

She is still not yours,
Still hiding in the
vapors of the tide…

Like any artist without an art form, she became dangerous. — Toni Morrison

Written for August Feminist Book Title Challenge at braveandrecklessblog.com.

https://medium.com/resistance-poetry/the-awakening-43058d4ff40e

Art by Salvador Dali.

“We should take power and strength from our stories.” Her published poems can be found in The Sudden Denouement Anthology Volume I.
She is featured at Sudden Denouement Literary Collective, Mytrendingstories.com, Spillwords.com, Medium.com.

The Voice of Time at Medium.com

The Voice of Time
Our mortality and vulnerability have caught up with us.

Written by Doug Vidlas.

When we press a seashell to our ears, we hear the wise ancient voices, plus sounds of a restless sea and the creatures dwelling there within.
These were implanted there long ago, before man began to interfere.

View the full article at Medium.com/Resistance Poetry.


Photo by Gregory Culmer on Unsplash.

Doug Vidlas
Word slinger and sometimes poet. Ex stand-up. Polyglot. Technologist. Non-conformist who experiments a lot.