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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.

Nightwalk

Posted on September 14, 2023 by John Biscello

From the series, Japan Poems. At night, the high-rise with the lighted siege of multi-colored eyes, grows stumpy legs and projects out of the earth to wander freely, without conviction or purpose. No one, not even the people living inside … Continue reading →

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Slide

Posted on September 13, 2023 by John Biscello

From the series, Japan Poems. So much depends upon a red slide hosting a long play’s journey beyond the edges of night to the favored glee and dawning of innocence when dreaming.

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Nocturne

Posted on September 13, 2023 by John Biscello

From the series, Japan Poems. A gentle beckon, and softly blurred invitation to disappear– No words necessary as you drift along the gauzy lines of a nocturne, so soon to fade, so near to dreaming within worlds quietly lost.

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Cafe

Posted on September 12, 2023 by John Biscello

From the series, Japan Poems. Words, well-warmed by the soft buttery spread and halo of naked bulbs– In tenderest solitude, texts run on, deviant, unfinished, bare to the trespasses of touch and longing.

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Tenor

Posted on September 11, 2023 by John Biscello

From the series, Japan Poems. Given over to the immaculate tedium of dreaming, to spells of cherished solitude, notes are passed in silence, while absence swells the heart to fondest proportions and muted nostalgia.

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Teem

Posted on September 11, 2023 by John Biscello

From the series, Japan Poems In the lotus pond, ripples and respite echo in sync– Romance tenders its wake.

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Forest

Posted on September 11, 2023 by John Biscello

From the series, Japan Poems. We enter forests at the liminal risk of time lost to the vagrancies of dreaming and silence of choir– Engendered by echoes and bated tense we move on at the mercy of mirrorless haunt.

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Elegy

Posted on September 10, 2023 by John Biscello

From the series, Japan Poems At the rooted center and trembling wake of this elegant haunted universe symmetry and chorus call upon us intimately as first and last witnesses emptying out to the grief and cherish of every taken breath … Continue reading →

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Boats

Posted on September 10, 2023 by John Biscello

From the series, Japan Poems. In the shadow-stained haunt beneath the stone bridge a pair of empty rowboats have gently digressed and gone adrift   from merrily merrily merrily to the edges of solitude mirroring the span and proof that … Continue reading →

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Set

Posted on September 7, 2023 by John Biscello

From the series, Japan Poems. Where the moss grows wilder, clamoring to efface or colonize, or perhaps model a seasonable fashion makeover to the stone deity lotus-locked in stunning repose, who long since ceded his material crown to the menial … Continue reading →

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