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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.

Tune

Posted on April 7, 2020 by John Biscello

To swing and sync, tuned, Music’s inviolable guide to dreaming, in time.

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Dreamscaping

Posted on April 7, 2020 by John Biscello

Immutable lore, lucid is as lucid does– What dreams become you?

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The Little Prince

Posted on April 6, 2020 by John Biscello

Happy birthday, Little Prince! 77 years ago today (April 6, 1943) Le Petit Prince was published in France. This star-carved gem of a book, which remains one of my heart-play favorites, bestowed a timeless message that continues to echo with … Continue reading →

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Distances

Posted on April 5, 2020 by John Biscello

We matched distances— parallel tracks of chilled air, merging warm in touch.

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Jazz

Posted on April 5, 2020 by John Biscello

Syncing into tune, we whistle past the graveyard— Stars, moon, all that jazz.

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Thirteen Ways of Visioning a Crow

Posted on April 5, 2020 by John Biscello

I. Remember that nouns, verbs and adjectives are made-up things. Crows, on the other hand, are real to life, and winged. II. Place a walnut at the edge of a curb. Wait for a crow to swoop down and take … Continue reading →

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Fools-Day

Posted on April 1, 2020 by John Biscello

In honor of April Fool’s, and to all the world’s wise fool mystics, beautiful innocents, and cliff-diving dreamers: To marvel dumbly, and trespass, with a sense of the infinite backlighting a wink– this, the way of the Fool, or sacred … Continue reading →

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What You Can’t See

Posted on March 31, 2020 by John Biscello

Sunset, beading flashfire sparks and gilded symmetry, upon the gloss-dark wings of crows, who, in brazen observance, caw with religious fervor, an airing of lyrics intimately vested to the secret lives of children, walking home, winged.

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Transformation

Posted on March 30, 2020 by John Biscello

There are times when it is necessary for the body to become its own cradle, a nest-fed rocking and grave trembling toward the loam of ceremony and siege, and while transformation isn’t easy, if you listen closely, tender ear to … Continue reading →

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Starfucking

Posted on March 29, 2020 by John Biscello

It was driving me crazy. I couldn’t stand the teasing anymore, the eternal seductiveness, so I fabled right through the roof and into the capacious night-sky to be with the stars, those luminous coquettes and avatars of celestial elegance, on … Continue reading →

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