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Monthly Archives: March 2017
The Haunting of One’s Self
Review of Paul Auster’s 4 3 2 1, appearing in Riot Material. “He believed in an infinite series of times, in a growing, dizzying net of divergent, convergent and parallel times. This network of times which approached one another, forked, … Continue reading
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Tagged 4 3 2 1, John Biscello, Literary, novel, paul auster, Prose, Review, riot material
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Obscene not Herded
Destiny, the morningstar, hikes her dress up high and pisses a saberlike stream of light, honeyed pixels outsourcing guidance.
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged cosmos, destiny, guidance, inspiration, John Biscello, Light, morningstar, poem, Poetry
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Naming Desire
Whoever I am, I have always depended on the kindness of words— such strange company these solitary verses.
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged blanche dubois, John Biscello, kindness, poem, Poetry, words, writing
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Bedsores
In the permanent flophouse Love reigns supreme— A tried and torn migrant ready to drop from chronic fatigue
Posted in Poetry
Tagged chronic fatigue, flophouse, John Biscello, love, poem, Poetry
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i for an I
Dear Letters of the Alphabet, We regret to inform you of the untimely death of one of your brethren, lowercase i. Gone missing a while back, we were hoping for its return to its rightful place in the alphabet, but … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged alphabet, I, John Biscello, poem, Poetry, pronoun, Us
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How-To Manual
Hands reach, instinctively, because they understand what the mind’s fixed gears are sometimes too tight or slow to grasp: the necessity of shrinking distance through first contact, the dream-life of prayers.
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged compassion, hands, John Biscello, Literary, poem, Poetry, prayer
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Film Treatment
God in the small details, the Devil in the abstract— in between, Us, the stuff stars are made from, on the cutting room floor.
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged Cinema, devil, God, humans, John Biscello, poem, Poetry, Stars
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The Urban Way
Boy on street corner brown bag in his hand, crinkling– Yo, I’ve gotta piss.
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged Brooklyn, haiku, John Biscello, Literary, New York, Poetry, street corner, urban
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The Little Emperor
(In memory of Anthony Hassett, and in response to his artwork) I have seen the Little Emperor— mischievous, unabashed, baiting in borrowed skin dong tolling through the marketplace offering his services for a nominal fee. He leads, without words, through … Continue reading
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Tagged anthony hassett, asia, brotherhood, ekphrasis, John Biscello, Literary, little emperor, naked, Poetry, transsexual, visual art
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Winnie Cooper #9
After all these years I still might use the same technique: tugging on pigtails. A cruel and delightful swing, gaining momentum to vault headfirst into your secret hive, vaguely aware of and interested in honey, but the main draw, your … Continue reading
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Tagged honey, John Biscello, poem, Poetry, romance, winnie cooper, wonder years
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