When I’m not in the right place
I take a step
look into the heart
of a stone
cloud
moonbeam
memory
and get drunk
with the shades
of night’s wish
to light the world…
© Iulia Halatz
Also published at Medium.com.
I am honored to be a Medium writer and editor.
Art – Hans Dieter
Love is a time thief
Perched in the tree of gold
adorned with emerald leaves
sparkling of hope in the dark.
Notwithstanding love is one
dimension to the solar knowledge
ingratiating
the strangeness of a country
that isn’t yours.
Iulia Halatz
Published at Medium.com.
Art — “Whispering Eve” by British artist William Gilbert Foster (1855–1906)
Honored to be writer and editor for Blue Insights Medium Publication
“Sharing emotions — Spark plugs to ignite your virtual humanity. Be heard!“
We want to offer our writers to grow, and let their contributions grow as a collective by launching our very own digital ‘Blue Insights Magazine’.
‘Blue Insights Magazine’ volumes will group different thematic issues that will feature the best voices based on our monthly Cultural Prompts.
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I am humbled and honored to be an editor at Blue Insights, a Medium publication. Thank you for reading!
Also, I am administrator of the Blue Insights Quora space.
When dealing with the Blue Insights amazing writers, these words echo in my mind:
“I address you all tonight for who you truly are: wizards, mermaids, travelers, adventurers, and magicians. You are the true dreamers.” (Brian Selznick)
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December Light
A poem
December is what we are
When love glistens back
the light in the baubles.
We have the White and the Words.
Words that move mountains
tiptoe to touch the stars
whet the wondrous luster of the sea
travel with the wind
glimmer with the moon
Feel not the rejection and foible
of the world.
Words are a soft warm pillow
on which I rest
my threadbare soul
that trod naked
on paths of ice
and thorns.
Words keep my bloodshed
clean on a stave
and in hues of red
a song is made…
https://medium.com/blueinsight/december-light-c83bc4dd9ea9
© Iulia Halatz
Art – Toshio Ebine
Let me take you
At the border of a dream
Lulled by midnight’s
Oars of sleep.
Let me love you
As I would
No one.
Let me taste
your words
Unspoken and lamenting
On the back
Of your tongue.
© Iulia Halatz
Also published at Medium/ Blue Insights.
Art by Pawel Kuczynski.
As always, I am humbled to be a Medium writer:
It is November ~ the month of promiscuous trees, turbulent moons dressed up in haze, opal leaves layering the smock of earth.
© Iulia Halatz
https://medium.com/blueinsight/november-d22bccf46fad
Charles Vess’ art
As always, I am humbled and honored to be a Medium writer.
Persephone’s Dusk
Why can’t we
sleep with the Gods?
be with them
turn their thoughts to foam
touch and revere
their lapis lazuli skin
until myths flicker in the cave
and the earth booms at their voices
The rain from Olympus
is the fog in the valley.
Life is not all lovely thorns and screaming butterflies.
© Iulia Halatz
Art – Gervasio Gallardo
“The creative instinct is … an enormous extra vitality, a super-energy, born inexplicably in an individual… — an energy which no single life can consume.”
– Pearl S. Buck, the Youngest Woman to Receive the Nobel Prize in Literature
I am honored to be a Kintell advisor.
I CAN HELP YOU WITH:
Creative writing
IELTS, ICFE, ILEC, BEC preparation
Intercultural communication
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I love words.
I cherish idioms, jargon, vernacular language. The most I love is Pan’s Labyrinth or treasure trove of word-work. Which firstly blind-numbs my eyes and mind. Then I have the eyesight of Argus and my mind channels the hands of Vulcan.
I have a BA in English language and civilization and I hold a second degree in Economics.
I have more than 20 years’ experience in teaching and writing academic pieces about finance, accounting, business, legal, marketing. I have created one-of-a-kind courses and tailored product descriptions for my corporate customers.
I am primarily a teacher of English and I am in love with words. I write stories. Simple stories. About dreams and goals, failure and foible, fallacy and reality, blossoming and withering. And I want to know about your passions and dreams, wishes and hopes, blossoming and flourishing…And the spears from life that make us glint. Nevertheless, I am a dreamer on a cloud. As dreams cost nothing… In ordinary days, I am a word-weaver for stories that build ladders. In the best of days, I just follow the seasons by means of bike, skis, or roller-skates. I am grateful to all colors of the world and to people who read, laugh, smile, and drop a line here.
My poem Vestiges and Claws has been featured at Medium.com.
We are the only people
in the world
and we hold
the keys to all
gardens and dungeons
beneath a wall…
We live on
Moon’s compassionate light
and greenish profoundness
of Spring.
We may not die
but if we do
your smile will freeze
the light blue
in my eye
and shovel back the trench
to where I quench
my thirst for throbbing hearts
and burning dreams
deposited in chests
that heave entwined.
© Iulia Halatz
Art – Ivan Avgustovich Veltz
