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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.

What Lasts

Renewal, in nuptial surges and capered bibs of froth; the stones, studded to shore, ennoble the silence of their music to the fondling sea, mates playing freely on the wild fadeless cusp of here and forevermore.

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Hypnotherapy

The most curious eye, voracious in its wandering, seals volumes of air for Imagination to digest and respire in.

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Transients

She was a matter of falling, and scaling the air, and I, street to her clouds, abandoned myself to growing realer and realer in vivid contrast to her sofly fading out and in.

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Listening to the Dark-John Biscello

Originally posted on Heretics, Lovers, and Madmen:
an excerpt from “No Man’s Brooklyn” ? Remember when we were kids and we’d sometimes have sleepovers and listen to the dark together? That’s what you called it, Anya, listening to the dark.…

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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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