I never learned

the secret delicious recipe

of making a poem

from moon, or the bluest

glacial moon-cheese

from any of my teachers.

It wasn’t their fault.

They might have regarded

the moon as something distant,

something belonging to astronauts,

astrological envy, and lunatics,

or they might have forgotten

what it feels like to feel the moon

pulsing intimately like a wild epileptic ember

in their hearts, who knows?

But I sure am glad

that the moon, reigning freely

outside the constraints and jurisdiction

of politics, religion and academia,

directly requests of me, in no uncertain terms—

Make good and inspired use of me,

and cook something up,

a verse or two, a haiku, nursery rhyme, whatever,

just burn me into being, and listen closely

to how the stars applaud by winking.

In other words (sometimes the moon rambled on),

everything is an echo of praise and music,

so play me, man, like I’m your homeboy or dancing queen,

play me oh so intimately, without hesitation or reserve,

and our nights together will give your dreams a whole new twist

on living beyond mortal claims

and limits.

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 Broken Land, a Brooklyn Tale was named Underground Book Reviews 2014 Book of the Year.
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