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Welcome! A few years ago, I discovered an application that artists employ in their works to bring cultural awareness to their audiences. Having discerned this semiotic theory that applies to literature, music, art, film, and the media, I have devoted the blog,Theory of Iconic Realism to explore this theory. The link to the publisher of my book is below. If you or your university would like a copy of this book for your library or if you would like to review it for a scholarly journal, please contact the Edwin Mellen Press at the link listed below. Looking forward to hearing from you!

Thank you for visiting. I hope you will find the information insightful. ~ Dr. Jeanne Iris

Announcements:

I have demonstrated or will demonstrate the application of this theory at the following locations:

2023-25: I am writing my third book on iconic realism.

April 2022: American Conference for Irish Studies, virtual event: (This paper did not discuss Sydney Owenson.) "It’s in the Air: James Joyce’s Demonstration of Cognitive Dissonance through Iconic Realism in His Novel, Ulysses"

October, 2021: Sacred Heart University, Fairfield, CT: "Sydney Owenson’s use of sociolinguistics and iconic realism to defend marginalized communities in 19th century Ireland"

March, 2021: Lenoir-Rhyne University, Hickory, North Carolina: "Sydney Owenson (Lady Morgan): A Nineteenth Century Advocate for Positive Change through Creative Vision"

October, 2019: Elms College, Chicopee, Massachusetts: "A Declaration of Independence: Dissolving Sociolinguistic Borders in the Literature of Sydney Owenson (Lady Morgan)"

21 December, 2022

A Christmas Savor


Holy Family by Rembrandt. 1640.  Oil on wood. Musee du Louvre, Paris 

A Christmas Savor

What shall I drink? Egg nog or grog?
What did the Holy Family drink
on that holiest of nights?
Did Mary lean over to Joseph
after giving birth to Jesus and say,
“Joseph, be a dear and pour me 
another glass of Chardonnay?”
To which Joseph replied,
“Mary Darling, all we have is 
a little mulled wine left over
from the party the other day.”

Or…

Did a father, proud
after such a long trip
offer his lovely bride a sip
of water to give her joy
upon delivering this
beautiful, healthy boy?

Did the baby cry
in a humble home
and looking to his mum,
so beautiful and warm,
reach up to touch
her swollen breast
and savor the milk
from the Mother blessed?

© Jeanne I. Lakatos

18 comments:

  1. A lovely poem, Jeanne.I thought at first savor was a spelling mistake of saviour, then I remembered you don't do those! Also it made perfect sense when I read it.Interesting thoughts going on and beautifully crafted.Tancxzs ye Jeanne. Happy Holidays!

    Love the new header by the way, Frosty man!

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  2. One of the best Christmas poems I have ever read!

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  3. Thank you, TFE! You know, I used the term 'savor' and didn't realize the close association to 'saviour' or 'savior' (as we in the States write it) until after I posted. That photo is of my backyard after the first big snowfall this year. It was so beautiful in the sun! Happy Holidays back atcha, my friend!

    Thank you, Argent! And Merry Christmas to you!

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  4. I love the title! The word jumped out at me right away and I felt you must have intended it.

    A perfect blending of the present with that holiest of events - absolute perfect!

    Best of the season and a blessed Christmas to you, Jeanne.

    Kat

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  5. Thank you much, Kat!

    This verse evolved upon my overhearing a couple argue about what they should serve their guests for Christmas. After finding the painting, Holy Family, by Rembrandt the other day, I knew it had to accompany this poem.

    Merry Christmas to you, too, Kat!

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  6. Nice idea. It would be interesting to try and get the arguing couple into it if you're up for a revision, I think.

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  7. It's not Christmas until you argue!

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  8. Ah yes, the Whoville contingency! Thanks for dropping by!

    Look again, my dear Grinches, and you will see
    the argument there in the painting and po-eh-tree.
    But I must warn you as you focus your eyes-es
    your hearts may begin to grow three sizes. ; )

    Merry Christmas!
    xoxo

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  9. What a charming piece! I like how it sounds read aloud. Well done, Jeanne. Warm Christmas wishes to you and yours~xx!

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  10. Thank you, Willow! Good to hear from you! Merry Christmas to you and yours as well!

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  11. Nice poem Jeanne, love your header pic as well, gorgeous and crisp

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  12. Thank you, Niamh! On both accounts! I just love waking up on a brisk winter morning to a world coated in snow. It's magical!

    Happy Holidays!

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  13. Loved the read, Jeanne, totally read-aloudable which I enjoyed. Nice concepts too - the trivial with the deep with a revisionist edge...you got loads in there...lots of seasons greetings to you Jeanne and enjoy the winterwonderland. ; )

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  14. Thank you, Liz! Joys of the season to you as well.

    Oh, just as I'm writing this, my 'snowfall' kicked in...Thanks to Mr. TFE for the magic!

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  15. I love it, Jeanne - especially the Chardonnay scene - and I liked what I think Liz was referring to - the movement from tongue-in-cheek to serious - not abrupt, just a gentle settling into a deeper meaning.

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  16. Jeanne, wonderful re-working of the stable scene, the humour is genuine and yet gentle and the lovely Rembrandt interior works so well as illustration. Like Liz and Sandra, the movement from the lighter first verse to the meaningful is so effortlessly handled, and it just reads beautifully. Brilliant!

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  17. I thoroughly enjoyed your poem, Jeanne. My biggest grouch is that we all forget how this seasonal celebration began. Your poem captured this beautifully. Thank you.

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  18. Sandra, thank you for such lovely words!

    Titus, as always, your kind analysis brings me peace. Thank you!

    Lesser Weevil, thank you for dropping by. Yes, one reason why the lullaby carol, "Silent Night," is still such a favorite.

    To all, may you be blessed with the peace, love and joy of this holiday season.

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