We
are the keepers of the sacred fire,
the shapeshifters
and purveyors of starstuff undivided,
We,
tending to flocks of light and clouds,
understand that, come rain or come shine,
the founting marvels
from God’s lips, and breadth,
are a flagless scape
containing a ringed inheritance of gospel and blues,
a testimony to grace,
with love our code
and the immutable core nugget
through which we face our shadow
while turned toward the sun,
stepping boldly and bravely
into the glaring unknown.
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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.
