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.

Floating World

Posted on August 27, 2023 by John Biscello

Within the hyphenated seizure of rain upon stone, a lyrical wake of kisses threading sky to the earth-sown– Images of the floating world perceive our birth and death, we go on, surviving our ghosts, dissolving into unmembered deeds of light, … Continue reading →

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Pilgrimage

Posted on August 26, 2023 by John Biscello

From the series, Japan Poems. Rainy Wednesday, visiting Ryokan’s hut— No one there, frog jumped.

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Inlet

Posted on August 25, 2023 by John Biscello

From the series, Japan Poems. Stalking fervently inlaid territories and textures, ribbed intimacies scaling soundly an overture to evolutionary bonds and leaps— lizard, fish, man splashing wildly in pools jazz forming freely in the river’s fast-moving mouth— notes, air, ground … Continue reading →

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Fare

Posted on August 25, 2023 by John Biscello

At the elevated cemetery near the railroad tracks the silent Buddha presides unerringly over the ghosts faring passage to no known ends.

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Set Course

Posted on August 24, 2023 by John Biscello

In the palm of shadows, at the rounded edge of wake, vanishing points emerge to blur and perpetuate the deeply dreamed course of our longings, all those ghosts called upon to fade.

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Quartet

Posted on August 23, 2023 by John Biscello

From the series, Japan Poems. A silent quartet, facing the mottled reflections of lives, unrecognized, emptying into a pool of dreams, wandering without claim or respite.

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Still Life

Posted on August 23, 2023 by John Biscello

In our petitions for mercy repose is the standard by which we elicit the preferred company of grace.

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Slow Burn

Posted on August 22, 2023 by John Biscello

From the series, Japan Poems. Time aloneleaves us smallcherished pleasuresthrough which our livesare gathered slowlyin momentsof favored ephemera.

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Wavelength

Posted on August 20, 2023 by John Biscello

Within the dark cradling weave of silence softly she tenders the stuff of dreams upon which my starry vigils are gently rounded.

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Liminal

Posted on August 20, 2023 by John Biscello

There are tunnels at the end of the light leading back to passages marking our long day’s journey into night.

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