Category Archives: photography

Cuckoo Rising

Posted on January 10, 2020 by John Biscello

Greetings, soul-folks, and much love as we groove into the creatively charged and spiritually Roaring 20s! I am thrilled to announce that our crowdsourcing campaign for Ballad of the Cuckoos has officially launched, beneath the gilded magic of tonight’s full moon … Continue reading →

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Present Musings

Posted on December 18, 2019 by John Biscello

Houses of a Crystal Muse, featuring the poetry of John Biscello and Antoinette Nora Claypoole, and images by Issa De Nicola and Anthony Distefano, is now available in two editions: black and white and full color, with alternate covers. Purchase here. … Continue reading →

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Still Life W/Selfie

Posted on December 11, 2019 by John Biscello

(From Houses of a Crystal Muse, Wild Embers Press, December 2019) How I, my ego-fiend-self, craves and wishes and desires to take ultimate credit for the words and poems attaching themselves to their mortal host, John Biscello, thinly grafted to … Continue reading →

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Embers Flaring

Posted on December 5, 2019 by John Biscello

Houses of a Crystal Muse, a poetic dialogue/collaboration between myself and Antoinette Nora Claypoole, will be released by Wild Embers Press next week. Also featuring images by Issa de Nicola and Anthony Distefano.  Wild Embers is offering free review copies. Here … Continue reading →

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Author in New York

Posted on December 4, 2019 by John Biscello

The complete collection of City Beat: Author in New York, a street photography series shot by Anthony Distefano can be viewed here. To see more of Anthony’s work, visit his Instagram page.

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City Beat

Posted on December 3, 2019 by John Biscello

“For the perfect flaneur, it is an immense joy to set up house in the heart of the multitude, amid the ebb and flow. To be away from home, yet to feel oneself everywhere at home, to see the world, … Continue reading →

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Brooklyn for Reel

Posted on November 25, 2019 by John Biscello

Video recording of a reading from my novel, No Man’s Brooklyn, as part of “Italian Good Fellas Night” at SOMOS (Taos, NM). In this scene, father and son pay a visit to Atlantic City, where gambling, drinking and storytelling play out … Continue reading →

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After Party

Posted on November 24, 2019 by John Biscello

She, Lazarus, back from the dead, with a musical vengeance— A beat, Christ, please, she asks of her martyred D.J., half-light, half-man, and out climbs her voice, grinding through rubble, a dark velvet toy wound up for centuries, released, on … Continue reading →

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Immigration Laws

Posted on November 24, 2019 by John Biscello

We are immigrants in our own skin, flash-fire refugees who get by with falsified papers, fake IDs, and forged signatures. If caught and found guilty of a trespass or transgression, we pardon ourselves in our native tongues, language a placeholder … Continue reading →

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Claim for the Meek

Posted on November 24, 2019 by John Biscello

I do not want to see the face of God. I want to see her mask, where and for whom it cracked, the causal history of lines and fissures; want to trace, with blind mute innocence, the light quartered and … Continue reading →

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