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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.

Road

Waiting, still, waiting, the unbearable lightness of life between homes.   (Photo by Cindy Sherman)

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Albert Camus

Stranger to near self, he tracked existential crumbs to a chance verdict.   (Photo of Albert Camus by Henri Cartier-Bresson)

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Literacy

Survivors bible, How to Fall and Get Back Up– In slapstick we trust.      

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Ghost Dance

Thinning of the veils, ghost engaging girl to dance– No partner needed. (Photo by Anne Brigman)

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Near

So near to this thing, this love, chastened, on shore’s edge– Forever, dear, yes.   (Photo by Anne Brigman)

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Breadth

To revel in awe, just cause for breathing deep, slow, breadth taking you in.   (Photo by Anne Brigman)

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Constellate

To see the stars, in daytime, like a siege of radiant, glyphic  minnows constellating upon the surface of a lake, this, the child’s gift to vision, undisturbed.   (Photo by Anne Brigman)

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Roots

Some launches do not require propulsion but rather firm solid rootedness to this floating world.   (Photo by Anne Brigman)

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Exult

At the pinnacle, hallelujah knows no bounds– To exult, boldly.   (Photo by Anne Brigman)

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No Runway Required

How come no one ever asks, What are you metaphysically wearing right now? Are you basking in translucent skivvies, rocking spangled self-awareness, dream-dropping golden drawers and grace-lace in multi-storied tatters, are you so flagrantly naked right now, candle-wax-drip in a … Continue reading →

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