The Gift

We are here, but briefly,
shadows of candle-light
dancing between dust and choir,
day and night,
so consider today
a good day
to begin, or to continue
unwrapping yourself,
and giving you to you as a gift,
your soul rightfully tagged
as both receiver and sender,
in what constitutes
a wild embracing and radical fusion
of the old and the new, in that place
where wonder meets faith,
and the fragile birds of gospel
sing sweetly and achingly
of hearts broken open
to pour light,
to inherit the tenderest
of lost and lasting claims.

Film still from The Kid

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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