Storm Front

“I think we are climates above which pause threats of storms that take place elsewhere.”—Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet

What then, this weather

of strange balloons

and vanities engorged

like blowfish bladders

purpling to the point of bursting?

Who, among us,

will gather the sentient crackles

of a given storm

and secret them

away in a wicker basket

where, at a much later date,

when the sun has passed through the clouds,

the basket can be set on the grass for a picnic

in an imaginary park with invisible friends–

yes, imagine, you are a kid once again,

with all realities open to your gambits–

who, then, do you become,

when living according to whim and fancy,

and the kite-tailed night-birds of the heart,

you embrace the manic music

of the seasons,

and come to regard climate,

personal or otherwise,

as a cauldron, seething and bubbling,

seeking its rightful sorceress.

About John Biscello

Originally from Brooklyn, NY, writer, poet, performer, and playwright, John Biscello, has lived in the high-desert grunge-wonderland of Taos, New Mexico since 2001. He is the author of four novels, Broken Land, a Brooklyn Tale, Raking the Dust, Nocturne Variations, and No Man’s Brooklyn; a collection of stories, Freeze Tag, two poetry collections, Arclight and Moonglow on Mercy Street; and a fable, The Jackdaw and the Doll, illustrated by Izumi Yokoyama. He also adapted classic fables, which were paired with the vintage illustrations of artist, Paul Bransom, for the collection: Once Upon a Time, Classic Fables Reimagined. His produced, full-length plays include: LOBSTERS ON ICE, ADAGIO FOR STRAYS, THE BEST MEDICINE, ZEITGEIST, U.S.A., and WEREWOLVES DON’T WALTZ.
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