Man on a Bicycle

Posted on February 28, 2018 by John Biscello
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The man, to make a living,
had plastered hundreds of faces
upon walls, but there was something about this one
which held him captive. It wasn’t just
the stardom of her name, its siren-call,
but the sheer magnitude
of artifice, its grotesque beacon,
which brought the man back
to the carnivals of his boyhood,
when the radiant symmetry
of illusion and promise
was in startling bloom,
and not yet thinning out
to wither.

 

(Photo by Brassai)

About John Biscello

Originally from Brooklyn, NY, writer, poet, spoken word performer, and playwright, John Biscello now lives in Taos, New Mexico. He is the author of three novels: Broken Land, a Brooklyn Tale, Raking the Dust, and Nocturne Variations, and a collection of stories, Freeze Tag. His fiction and poetry has appeared in: Art Times, nthposition, The Wanderlust Review, Ophelia Street, Caper, Polyphony, Dilate, Militant Roger, Chokecherries, Farmhouse, BENT, The 555 Collective, Instigator, Brass Sopaipilla, The Iconoclast, Adobe Walls, Kansas City Voices, and the Tishman Review. His blog--Notes of an Urban Stray--can be read at johnbiscello.blogspot.com. Broken Land, a Brooklyn Tale was named Underground Book Reviews 2014 Book of the Year.
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