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Author Archives: John Biscello
Descending a Staircase
Footsteps echoing as if her ghost of future present walked ahead.
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged astoria column, ghosting, haiku, John Biscello, spiral staircae, vertigo
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Meshes of Twilight
Between dream and not, I found her, fading softly into dusky gauze.
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged dream girl, fading, haiku, John Biscello, mesh, twilight, window scene
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Tryst
The sea’s lacy fringe flirts with the glistening shore in the shadow of pines.
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged John Biscello, nature's love affair, oregon coast, pacific dreamin, poem, the sea, the woods
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Raw Translation
A wordless haiku, frosted in glaring silence– No poet required.
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged falcon cove, going green, haiku, John Biscello, oregon, the woods, travel pop
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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
Posted in Artwork, Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged Artwork, creation itself, futurism, Giorgio di Chirico, John Biscello, poem, the disquieting muses
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Ghost Story
The turn of the screw, set her ghost to shivering– The blues became her. (Artwork by Linda Stojak)
Posted in Artwork, Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged ghosts, gothic nouveau, guess that's why they call it the blues, haiku, John Biscello, 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)
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged haiku, John Biscello, linda stojak, may I have this dancer?, painting, waltzing in purgatory
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Who Was She?
In purgatory, the last of the debutantes, adrift, as if dreamed. (Artwork by Linda Stojak)
Posted in Artwork, Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged debutante, dreamlife, haiku, John Biscello, linda stojak, purgatory, the faceless, yellow and dark
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Bathwater Blues
I held out my hands, when you asked me to come clean– Sorry for the mess. (Photo by Heather Ross)
Posted in Artwork, Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged bathtub, grayscale, haiku, heather ross, John Biscello, love story, photo, so fresh and so clean, the murk
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