Category Archives: Art and words

Les Fleurs du Mal

“I love to watch the fine mist of the night come on,
The windows and the stars illumined, one by one,
The rivers of dark smoke pour upward lazily,
And the moon rise and turn them silver. I shall see
The springs, the summers, and the autumns slowly pass;
And when old Winter puts his blank face to the glass,
I shall close all my shutters, pull the curtains tight,
And build me stately palaces by candlelight.”
― Charles Baudelaire, Les Fleurs du Mal

Art – Charles Guilloux – Lever de lune, vieille route de Treduder, 1898

The Future is ‘Phygital’

Eric Hazan: We are entering the world of “phygital”—physical and digital at the same time, where there is not a physical world or digital world in retail, but rather a completely connected one.


Art – The New Yorker Cover – 1930

World Book and Copyright Day!

“I have an idea that the only thing which makes it possible to regard this world we live in without disgust is the beauty which now and then men create out of the chaos. The pictures they paint, the music they compose, the books they write, and the lives they lead. Of all these the richest in beauty is the beautiful life. That is the perfect work of art.”
W. Somerset Maugham, The Painted Veil

I have no words when it comes to Somerset. My all time favourite writer whose stories are flows of words about the life and adventures of ordinary people in ordinary circumstances.
Somerset’s artful gift of gab made them extraordinary people living in extraordinary circumstances.

Love is not a hot-house flower

“Love is not a hot-house flower, but a wild plant, born of a wet night, born of an hour of sunshine; sprung from wild seed, blown along the road by a wild wind. A wild plant that, when it blooms by chance within the hedge of our gardens, we call a flower; and when it blooms outside we call a weed; but, flower or weed, whose scent and colour are always, wild!”
John Galsworthy, The Forsyte Saga

Art – James R Eads
Source: Facebook

Grown-ups love figures

Le Petit Prince was published on April 6, 1943 in the United States, in English and a few days later in French, at Editions Reynal & Hitchcock.

“Grown-ups love figures… When you tell them you’ve made a new friend they never ask you any questions about essential matters. They never say to you “What does his voice sound like? What games does he love best? Does he collect butterflies? ” Instead they demand “How old is he? How much does he weigh? How much money does his father make? ” Only from these figures do they think they have learned anything about him.”
Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, The Little Prince

Art source – Facebook


My words are all colours
I see them in greens and blues and reds and yellows.

A Green is for midsummer’s eve
A White is for a flower
A Blue is for you

And for me, I have TRUE.

“Truer” are the truths of hope
loaded with the guns of love.

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Featured on Blue Insights, a publication.

© Iulia Halatz
Co-author of Anthology Volume I: Writings from the Sudden Denouement Literary Collective, available on Amazon and Kindle.
Thank you for reading!

Art — Marc Chagall, Lovers in the lilacs. Source: Facebook

“To the Parcae”

A single summer grant me, great powers, and
a single autumn for fully ripened song

that, sated with the sweetness of my
playing, my heart may more willingly die.
The soul that, living, did not attain its divine
right cannot repose in the nether world.
But once what I am bent on, what is
holy, my poetry, is accomplished:
Be welcome then, stillness of the shadows’ world!
I shall be satisfied though my lyre will not
accompany me down there. Once I
lived like the gods, and more is not needed.”
Friedrich Hölderlin

Parcae – In ancient Roman religion and myth, the Parcae (singular, Parca) were the female personifications of destiny who directed the lives (and deaths) of humans and gods. They are often called the Fates in English, and their Greek equivalent were the Moirai.

Art – René Magritte – Infinite Recognition (1961)