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Monthly Archives: April 2019
This Side of Paradise
Marshaling heaven the keys to the kingdom find writers typing.
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged haiku, Heaven, John Biscello, keys, poem, typewriter, vintage, writer's life
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Worn to Marvel
The old cobbler left behind a pair of shoes– fame became their lot. (Artwork by Vincent Van Gogh)
Posted in Artwork, Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged haiku, homage, John Biscello, old shoes, painting, poem, vincent van gogh
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This Way In
There is a holding that patterns its assured grip on a tender charge.
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged cheek to cheek, haiku, John Biscello, love is real, motherlove, photo, poem, we are family
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Cell Service
The reception is terrible up here. Perhaps when electricity is invented things will become clearer?
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged John Biscello, life of brain, Monty Python, movie, poem, the bright side of life, transmissions
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Monkey Shines
Feed the trained monkey powdered love and sugar pills– No, he plays for fun.
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged haiku, John Biscello, organ grinding monkeyboy, piano, primal instinct, the love button
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Glint
When all is said and done the horses will continue to run in circles under the sun to the taffied delight and unbridled glee of children who claim their rightful inheritance of joy by the simplest means available.
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged carousel, horseplay, John Biscello, joyride, poem, sunny day in the park, the joy of living, tio vivo
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Night at the Opera
Is the monkey mind tethered to the man or to the box in which the man keeps his thoughts locked? Music plays, as a tin cup rattles its petition for change, and eveything continues, as is.
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged and the music played on, broodhism, John Biscello, mind grinder, monkey business, organ-grinder, poem
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Revolution
Miller on his bike, joy riding through the cosmos– the lore of cycling. (Photo: Henry Miller and his bike)
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged bicycle, haiku, henry miller, John Biscello, just ride, poem
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Window
Withdrawal intends its own wan truth and fading– Twilight becomes her. (Meshes of the Afternoon, Maya Deren, 1943)
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged 1943, avant-garde, Cinema, haiku, John Biscello, Maya Deren, meshes of the afternoon, poem, window scene
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It’s a Kind of Magic
Crafting from a wordless place, the Sorcerer’s stones became young girls trying to escape the grip of an audience that preyed on magic and cinema. (Image by Maya Deren)
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Tagged avant-garde, Cinema, girls, John Biscello, Maya Deren, poem, sorcerer, the way in, the way out
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