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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.

As Below, So Above

Katabasis, or downgoing, is an ancient practice with no set course or singular pattern; every human, in their own time, at their own pace, braves the simple, necessary steps to align the air of metaphor with foolproof grounding, en route … Continue reading

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Dream Life

Fastened to heaven, the gaze, rapt upon shedding– Feet planted to cede.

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Descending a Staircase

Footsteps echoing as if her ghost of future present walked ahead.

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Meshes of Twilight

Between dream and not, I found her, fading softly into dusky gauze.

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Tryst

The sea’s lacy fringe flirts with the glistening shore in the shadow of pines.

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Raw Translation

A wordless haiku, frosted in glaring silence– No poet required.

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Here Lies Everything

Oh, those crazy Muses, existing well beyond the borders of logic and reason, their joyful disquiet relative to the epic savvy and hunger of dwarf stars, and harmonies sounded to mine the lyrical lore of what lies buried and forgotten … Continue reading

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Ghost Story

The turn of the screw, set her ghost to shivering– The blues became her.   (Artwork by Linda Stojak)

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Last Dance

Forever had plans, to waltz in a white ballroom– Somewhere, a wrong turn.   (Artwork by Linda Stojak)

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Who Was She?

In purgatory, the last of the debutantes, adrift, as if dreamed.   (Artwork by Linda Stojak)

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