Calcification = abnormal deposition of calcium salts within soft tissue often causing thickening or hardening. “Keep awake, alive, new. Perform the paradox of being hard and yet soft. Survive without calcification of the tender membranes. Be a poet. Be alive.” –Tennessee…
Monthly Archives: November 2017
Engleza de joi/ Calcification
Tagged with: quote Tennessee Williams, Thursday's English, Thursday's Quote, Tsuchiya Koitsu art tribute
Posted in Blog de companie, Engleza de joi, Quote, Words in English
Posted in Blog de companie, Engleza de joi, Quote, Words in English
Stardust Business
My students once asked me if I would ever invest in stardust (at a business course). The question caught me a little offhand. But I said Yes. Provided I attach great value to the shiny star particles. People buy for…
Engleza de joi/ Steward
Steward = someone who looks after something and protects it. “Tell the whole truth. Don’t be lazy, don’t be afraid. Close the critic out when you are drafting something new. Take chances in the interest of clarity of emotion. Be…
Tagged with: art by Eugene Lushpin, Eugene Lushpin, Iulia Halatz, Quote, Quote Jane Kenyon, Thursday's Quote, Thursday's word
Posted in Engleza de joi, Quote, Words in English
Posted in Engleza de joi, Quote, Words in English
Engleza de joi/ Marsh
Marsh = an area of low-lying land which is flooded in wet seasons or at high tide, and typically remains waterlogged at all times. “You’re a fire person. What you’re most like is marsh-fire; (…) you got witch-oil in your soul.”…
Tagged with: Engleza de joi, Iulia Halatz, painting, Quote Philip Pullman, Thursday's English, Thursday's Quote
Posted in Blog de companie, Engleza de joi, Quote, Words in English
Posted in Blog de companie, Engleza de joi, Quote, Words in English
The Merman’s rhyme
He has no love but music and cold whispering trees that were in bloom under the last dim moon. He has seen the unseizable moors that glitter and dance in the wandering waves. He has crossed his Rubicon The enchantress’…
Tagged with: iron poem, Iron poetry, Iulia Halatz, Kinuko Y. Craft, poetry, rhyme
Posted in Iron Tales, My poems, Wordsmith
Posted in Iron Tales, My poems, Wordsmith
“Language is not like the sun,
heating and scorching
but like the moon
keeping secrets
and the arcane magic of the night
throwing stars
in the lilacs’ claws
till dawn.” -Iulia Halatz
