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Category Archives: Poetry
Runes
There is the cracking– thin, brittle chafings of bones begging to splinter, to silver holy music through darkened hollows, and there is us, Love’s loneliest brood, spelled out like vagrant relics, like glistening runes, upon God’s most silent scattered linen. … Continue reading
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Tagged God, John Biscello, leaves, love poem, snow, Winter
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Moon River, Winter Remix
Ribbed, solitary leaf, cradled in frozen canvas, stray comma to the rivered language of glacial moon, that is where I find her, my love, spreading pure as the music of first snow.
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Tagged art, John Biscello, leaf, love poem, music, snow, Winter
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Arclight
I am happy to announce that my debut poetry collection, Arclight, will be published in 2019 by Indie Blu(e) Publishing. More details to follow.
Posted in Books, Poetry, Press, Publications, Uncategorized
Tagged arclight, collection, Indie Blu(e), John Biscello, Poetry, Press
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Pique
The infinite patience of a rose, its respiring pauses, is a secret vigil and rewrite, a lonesome serenade, heard only by hearts broken to light’s smoldering pique and shadow.
Fade-In
We are not here to tiptoe through the garden at night. We balance on the edge of a slow-whirling blade, a smooth silver plane with teeth, belonging to a star, unnamed, its heart a fiery proof and fade of joy … Continue reading
Decree
If you are wondering what is happening to the earth, or what that sound is you hear at night, halfway between dream and mortar, rest easy, it is simply women waking up to move mountains, by order of the Moon’s … Continue reading
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Tagged John Biscello, love is real, mother knows best, mountain relocation program, poem, waking women
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Nimbically Yours
Piers, the nimbic embodiment of all that there is, right now. New Romanticism in the air. Nocturne. It’s what clouds eat for breakfast.
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Tagged clouds, John Biscello, nocturne variations, novel, piers, the new romanticism, waif, what gender are you not?
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Swinger
Piers, at play, in the swingland of shadows and thinned veils.
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Tagged John Biscello, nocturne variations, novel, park, piers, shadow, swing, veils
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What Dreams May Come
Piers, cloud-crowned, reflectively slotted in her shadowlife. Nocturne on the horizon.
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Tagged clouds, John Biscello, nocturne variations, novel, november 2018, photo, piers, shadow
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