In Wonder

As long as

there are little girls

with heart-shaped glasses

who are out there,

among the blackbirds and dandelions,

generously unwinding string

like floating rivers of silk,

as they put their butterfly-beating hearts

into the flying of a kite

on a windy spring day,

and as long as there are

mothers

standing nearby in the grass,

cheering them on,

speaking bright musical ribbons

of encouragement

which mainlines directly

into the butterfly-hearts

causing them to warm and flutter,

and the little girls

become equal parts sorceress and pilot

in commandeering sun-kissed flights

for the ages…

As long as there is this,

the world will continue

to exist as a marvelous fable,

restating its theme of simple joy

to a bated

and revolving audience.

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.
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