Author Archives: John Biscello

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 two novels: Broken Land, a Brooklyn Tale and Raking the Dust, 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.

Stoop

Brooklyn’s true altar, stoops gathering bits of heart– Voices raised to bond. Advertisements

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Bensonhurst

Bones of my birthplace, splintering in rapid tow– There’s no place like home?

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Steinbeck

Wrath and Discontent, kindling to pen’s holy fire– Love’s labor reformed.

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Fugue

Wraiths of limb, breaching the city’s vague hints of fugue– People disappear.

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Starry Night

Stars, the luminous freckles on God’ night-face, or angelic winks from afar, lovingly rendered by a painter named Vincent who bore clearly his scars with exquisite faith.

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The Call

She, heeding the call, summoned the Phoenix on high– seeded in fire, reborn.

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Paradise

Two aureate chums, crafting Paradise from sand– friendship transcends time.

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Gag

At God’s green altar, a clown’s dignity restored– Gag order complete.

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Tatters

Winter’s blown kisses, tatters of angels torn love– To receive with grace.

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Rites

Winter’s gauzy veil, white wedding funeral rites– To die, loving deep.

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