Author Archives: John Biscello

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About John Biscello

Originally from Brooklyn, NY, novelist, poet, performer, playwright and filmmaker, John Biscello, has lived in the high-desert grunge-wonderland of Taos, New Mexico since 2001. He is the author of six novels, Broken Land, a Brooklyn Tale, Raking the Dust, Nocturne Variations, No Man’s Brooklyn, The Last Furies, and No One Dreams in Color; 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 plays have been staged and performed both nationally and internationally.

Elegy

At the risk of harbor, emptiness pools where hearts marvel in sync with grief’s ruins.

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An Affair to Remember

Unscripted, unbound, wind’s summer fling with towel– Love, gently aired, seeks.

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Door II

When the trap door fell, he remembered who he was– Peter Pan leapt, soared.

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Door

There is a legend of a door hidden from hearts– How stones, unturned, scar.

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Nocturne on the Horizon

Cover reveal for my new novel, Nocturne Variations (coming this November).  Designed by Heather Ross. NOCTURNE VARIATIONS: Dystopic Peter Pan meets surrealist noir in this cinemythical tale about love, loss and the illusions of shadow-play. Los Angeles, December, 1989, is when … Continue reading →

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Lavender

The soft-slippered mist of lavender’s whispered crush– Seaside kisses, aired.

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Long Before Shakespeare

Sound and the Fury– The sea’s repeating dreamlife in white heat, storied.

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And the Band Played On

Soft mermaid halos held in the tears of a stone– Sea’s choral fable.

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Swell

This house on a hill, overlooking love, dreams us– Clouds, gently touched, swell.

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Terrace

Young girl on terrace, looking down upon the world– Where did mommy go?    

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