Author Archives: John Biscello

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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.

The Slow Road Traveled

Posted on January 14, 2020 by John Biscello

The slow road marvels at the sunken footprints of its travelers, who, registering countless steps, signed heaven to earth, at a pace befitting a wanderer’s known paradise.

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Turn, Turn, Turn

Posted on January 14, 2020 by John Biscello

Practice makes practice, a craft and mantra, through which one enters and abides Mystery, wordless, longing, a skinny blade of grass bending to kiss the dew that mirrors clouds turning to breath upon the earth turning. to dust.

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Yellow

Posted on January 14, 2020 by John Biscello

Behind the scenes of a persona, packed and bundled, the changeless weather of yellow, a light, sounded, to enter.

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Raising Cuckoo Awareness

Posted on January 11, 2020 by John Biscello

To find out more about the characters, story and mission of our inspired little-Cuckoo-that-could, dig this video. And visit the campaign page.  

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Cuckoo Rising

Posted on January 10, 2020 by John Biscello

Greetings, soul-folks, and much love as we groove into the creatively charged and spiritually Roaring 20s! I am thrilled to announce that our crowdsourcing campaign for Ballad of the Cuckoos has officially launched, beneath the gilded magic of tonight’s full moon … Continue reading →

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Phoenix

Posted on January 9, 2020 by John Biscello

Remembered to the calling of ashes, the lasting phoenix gives due form to a ceremony wakened by the leavings of wind.

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Calling

Posted on January 9, 2020 by John Biscello

Beyond the slimmest margins, a paling, a cooling, where you can assume the role of engaged witness and translate intimacy into a remembered calling, a friend without want or ceiling.

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Seeds

Posted on January 6, 2020 by John Biscello

The other day I met a monk who juggled watermelon seeds with his tongue. When I asked him how he did it, he spit the seeds at me, a staccato stream of seed-bullets as if the monk were no monk … Continue reading →

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Traveling Light

Posted on January 5, 2020 by John Biscello

To respire, simply, a softly submissive carrier of pulsing rhythms that billow and contract and seed the breadth of the cosmos with music undending, this, effortless spread and spirit of mapless wayfaring, is the true adventure that undertakes and claims … Continue reading →

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A Prince’s Welcome

Posted on January 2, 2020 by John Biscello

To remix a bit of warmed-over lightning from the immortal good advice of one Mr. James Brown—Now is the time to jump back and kiss yourself, and become best first mate to your own extraordinary soul. The Spiritually Roaring 20s … Continue reading →

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