Author Archives: John Biscello

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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.

Lost Highway

From the series, Japan Poems. Within the grainy pitch of the lost highway we the tellers traffic with liminal vim and want to engage the narcotic lore of stories found searching for a haunt to call their own.

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Lens

From the series, Japan Poems. To see sharply, with peak resolution, limits both the capacity and company of vision– Imagination’s most supple asset, it dreaming proof, dwells in soft focus on the solitary edge and cusp of vanishing.

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By Night

From the series, Japan Poems. In the hospitable equation of a bicycle, lighted doors, and people we cannot see, a hypnagogic nocturne forms fluently of its own accord, begetting incalculable solitude and lore to the trespasses of dreaming.

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Treaty

From the series, Japan Poems. At twilight, the softly paling into summer plum sky, sliver of moon suspended like a bone-white boomerang in the distance, narrow street courting its void with dignity, what kind of dream is this that reminds … Continue reading

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Refuge

From the series, Japan Poems. We practice intimacy in scales, from a near warmed distance– a concentrated swath of light, calling us forth, entreats our internal orphan to find fugitive solace in the softly respiring aura of solitude.

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Tender is the Night

From the series, Japan Poems It is in these moments, when the pumpkin orange glow of the lanterns softens the streets, and the bicycles lined up in rows compose portraits of ordered symmetry, that the night turns in on itself, … Continue reading

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Transit

From the series, Japan Poems. All these arrivals and departures gauged to give edges and form to the prevailing plot twists and turns of our lives– In self-made labyrinths we wander, and lose ourselves repeatedly, if only to encode marked … Continue reading

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Solitude

From the series, Japan Poems. There is a danger in wondering too much, in giving due notice to the low burning fire that nightly dreams of arson– An entire block or city or world eviscerated in a vengeful nod or … Continue reading

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The Hours

From the series, Japan Poems. Outside the station monotony finds solace in ritual want mated to vagrancy and hours slow burned.

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In Our Solitude

From the series, Japan Poems. Fasting on solitude and wordless want, waiting for the next far thing to arrive, to cede distances to an intimately engraved haunt– In dreams begin the cutting of our losses, only to see them return … Continue reading

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