Monthly Archives: March 2020

Love and Wonderwheeling in a Time of Corona

Posted on March 23, 2020 by John Biscello

I’m not going to lie. From a solipsistic perspective and point of view, it’s been pretty damned sweet. Nowhere to be, no timeclocks clogging and vicegripping the rhythms, movements and pulse of each day’s choiceless unfolding, an unflagging sense of … Continue reading →

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Edge-point

Posted on March 22, 2020 by John Biscello

Sometimes, you’ve got to stand at the liminal edge, equal parts trespass and yield, your entire life a fragile ceremony of plunge and arc, respiring within spells of wonder.

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The Way of the Fool

Posted on March 21, 2020 by John Biscello

Far from the madding crowd, a whisper called to me, its soft tiny tenterhooks tugging—this way, this way. I followed its invisible trail. Where would it lead? To whom did the whisper, the voice belong? I walked until I saw … Continue reading →

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Visitation Rites

Posted on March 21, 2020 by John Biscello

Above all else, (she told me, her smile a glowing sickle) dignity and grace, for each and every soul on this planet, no one above, no one below, and everything I mean everything you truly need to know you’ve already … Continue reading →

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Devotional

Posted on March 20, 2020 by John Biscello

Remember me to the ease of light, its pause and passage, we are not long for this earth, which swallows us, and our lovetagged bones, as a matter of natural course and radical recomposition, all the gifts, and hopes unwound … Continue reading →

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Processing Claims

Posted on March 20, 2020 by John Biscello

Note to metamorphosizing self: every cocoon quivers and trembles, every process of change brings with it a new set of keys, and claims, every slumber implicitly contains the charge of wakefulness, and every grief minnows within a sea of holy … Continue reading →

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The Soldier

Posted on March 19, 2020 by John Biscello

Excerpt from All the Last Furies. He swept me into the storage room of the inn. Baited me with the promise of candy. Something so simple, and yet candy might be the ultimate siren for children, its lure a golden … Continue reading →

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Desert Spleen

Posted on March 19, 2020 by John Biscello

Excerpt from All the Last Furies, novel-in-progress. Bert and George. A Couple of Real Coons. That was the title of the program. Arturo didn’t know what the term meant, why coons, but he could feel the seeds of malignancy implicit … Continue reading →

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Moodscape

Posted on March 17, 2020 by John Biscello

Down a lighted alley. From The Jackdaw and the Doll. Illustration by Izumi Yokoyama.

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Come Rain or Come Shine

Posted on March 17, 2020 by John Biscello

Illustration from The Jackdaw and the Doll. A fable about love, compassion and the magic of storytelling, presently being illustrated by Izumi Yokoyama.

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