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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.

Kenko

Idleness transcribed, reaping calm in the storm’s eye– monk’s vane for climate.

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Franz Kafka

Anxiety’s veil, torn to shreds in the ether– abyss staring back.

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Henry and June

Regarding Henry, he made of our wreckage, fuel– June burned in the fire.

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James Joyce

Volumes of silence bearing the heft of language– Exile’s homecoming.

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Jean Rhys

Wired for night-walks, she stalked words with feline poise– Good morning, midnight.    

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Swing

After the deluge, the horns lost their bright voices– Swing low, sweet chariot.

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Total Eclipse

Courtship between worlds, Love’s ravels tethered to smoke– Dream eclipses burn.

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Kiss

The gaze, faraway, fastened to a winter moon– snow to lips, a kiss.

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Isabella Rossellini

Listless gravity, the weight of a jaded vamp– Glaring, a black mass.

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Leaf

Billowing leaf, turns into lady in waiting– alchemy of fall.

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