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Monthly Archives: September 2020
The Writing Life
These are the tools of my trade. I have written in spiral-bound notebooks, college-ruled, for a long time. They are always of varying colors. Red, yellow, blue, purple, black. Never green. I write with a Zebra F-402 ballpoint pen, black … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry, Prose, Uncategorized
Tagged devotion, John Biscello, notebooks, novels, passion play, pen to page, poems, the craft, the writing life, word-pray
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In Search of Lost Time
A meditation on memory, longing, storytelling and spiritual homesickness.
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized, Video
Tagged John Biscello, longing, memory, Spoken Word, the writing life
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Street Corner Lore
The red light green light of young love and longing in a world of urban lore. Excerpt from No Man’s Brooklyn.
Posted in Audio, Books, Prose, Uncategorized, Video
Tagged Brooklyn, coming of age, John Biscello, New York, old school, romance, the way we were, urban lore
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Kissing Anya
Young love, urban lore, coming of age, and the nature of forever. An excerpt from No Man’s Brooklyn.
Posted in Audio, Books, Prose, Uncategorized, Video
Tagged boy and girl, Brooklyn, childhood, coming of age, John Biscello, no man's brooklyn, novel, urban lore, young love
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Glow
Childhood and coke parties. Excerpt from No Man’s Brooklyn.
Posted in Audio, Books, Prose, Uncategorized, Video
Tagged Brooklyn, childhood, family matters, John Biscello, New York, novel, Prose, urban lore, Video
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Wendigo
Long-distance shot of a snowy landscape, a tundra. Completely silent. A MAN enters the frame, running. He is wearing a bulky white parka, its fur-lined hood pulled over his head, and flying a fire-orange kite. We continue to see the … Continue reading
Posted in Cinema, Prose, Uncategorized
Tagged film, grief, inner landscape, John Biscello, sorrow, the journey, wendigo, Winter
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Coils
To caper at the edge, where the seething lyric happens, poetry with slits and fast teeth, where the hours of phenomena are boiled and reduced to a single quivering instant, an umbilical knot of light upon tenderest scraps and coils.
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged craft, devotion, John Biscello, lyrical living, poem, the writing life
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Ravels
At the wound’s core, dark luscious ravels of text, courting, inviolate measures, the fathomless brood of Beauty’s End.
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged Beauty, craft, inspiration, John Biscello, poem, Poetry, the writing life, wound-letting
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Craft
How a writer, cave-timing dark and solitude, annoints an ember by crafting the small hours into a flagrant torch.
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