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Monthly Archives: September 2017
Possession
Possession breeds claws, foreshortened, to grasp at straws– Nature turning tricks.
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged Cinema, david lynch, doppelganger, haiku, John Biscello, lost highway, obsession, patricia arquette, poem, Poetry, possession
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Lord Byron
Fretting noble cause, the starry heart lays rogue siege– I, seed of Legion
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged haiku, I, John Biscello, Lord byron, love, moon, poems, Poetry, Romantics, Stars
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Red
Never before seen footage of lives dreamed in red- set fire to curtains.
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged Black Lodge, Cinema, david lynch, dreams, dreamscape, haiku, John Biscello, parallelism, poem, Poetry, Surrealism, Twin Peaks
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Elizabeth Taylor
Within budding nymph, feline arching to court grace– fate of Beauty’s press.
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged Beauty, Elizabeth Taylor, haiku, John Biscello, movie star, nymph, photo, poem, Poetry
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Secret
How the secret falls, from bowed lips modeling noir– Night calls burn slowly.
Posted in Prose, Uncategorized
Tagged david lynch, haiku, John Biscello, lips, lost highway, mystery, noir, patricia arquette, poem, Poetry, secret
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Cask
Sundered veil, alight, lamp’s rounded eye grazing warmth– Window casking soul.
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged cask, haiku, home, John Biscello, lamp, Light, poem, Poetry, soul, window
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Found
Notes from underground, written by future-self, now– once was lost, now found.
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged burial, haiku, John Biscello, Light, notes from underground, poem, Poetry, treasure, yoko ono
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Ponder
Moon, green to ponder, poets fathom tides, dreams, death– all in a night’s work.
Posted in Artwork, Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged haiku, japan, John Biscello, Li Bai, monk, moon, poem, poet, Poetry, zen
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Bridge
Craft, in loving praise of words slowed to last, to serve– Some bridges don’t burn.
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged classic, haiku, John Biscello, Letters to a Young Poet, Literary, literature, Poetry, prague, Rainer Maria Rilke
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