It is hard to believe,
but after years
and years
of clawing
with bitten nails,
and digging with torn palms,
in the heart of a stone
she found
the babybluest wisps of cloud,
soft nimbus music,
to which she tendered
the smallest most fragile
parts of herself,
looking up
to see
and feel
fringed violet tassels
of rain,
to cover
the history of her becoming,
its gospel
and nuptial glisten.



About John Biscello

Originally from Brooklyn, NY, writer, poet, performer, and playwright, John Biscello, has lived in the high-desert grunge-wonderland of Taos, New Mexico since 2001. He is the author of four novels, Broken Land, a Brooklyn Tale, Raking the Dust, Nocturne Variations, and No Man’s Brooklyn; a collection of stories, Freeze Tag, two poetry collections, Arclight and Moonglow on Mercy Street; and a fable, The Jackdaw and the Doll, illustrated by Izumi Yokoyama. He also adapted classic fables, which were paired with the vintage illustrations of artist, Paul Bransom, for the collection: Once Upon a Time, Classic Fables Reimagined. His produced, full-length plays include: LOBSTERS ON ICE, ADAGIO FOR STRAYS, THE BEST MEDICINE, ZEITGEIST, U.S.A., and WEREWOLVES DON’T WALTZ.
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24 Responses to Glisten

  1. So beautiful, I think I like when you write about women. πŸ€” haha
    But you do so amazingly and tenderly, just as if you adore them and see the inner softness as untouched and pure. I love it

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  2. Or maybe not women, but the female gender


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