Category Archives: Poetry

Signed, Sealed, Delivered

Posted on February 25, 2020 by John Biscello

You can, if you wish, file a million and one embittered complaints to the Universe, but none will bring the strange and mysterious results that a single shred of glimmering gratitude can, its kiss the tenderest seal upon symmetry’s origins.

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Storytelling

Posted on February 24, 2020 by John Biscello

Void is boring, a dull throb. It has no stories to tell. And yet, from the gaping orient of emptiness arises every story imaginable, a turning to peaks and sea-changes galore. It seems, Void is the company we are destined … Continue reading →

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Between Despair and Hope: A Song

Posted on February 24, 2020 by John Biscello

Unnamed, deep, dark, the immaculate root-base from which the muted call to home signals an exile’s longing to claim merger, absolute.

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Starfishing

Posted on February 23, 2020 by John Biscello

In the hazy evening smolder (somewhere there is a fire, sirens sounding alarm) you dream of her as a jellied starfish suctioned to your face until breathing becomes a revised species of flirtation and you relinquish your lips to the … Continue reading →

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Waiting for the Punchline

Posted on February 21, 2020 by John Biscello

The mind, locked in Time’s vice-grip, operating as a splicer and instrument of quartering and dissection, as if there really were isolated strips amounting to calendar-flipped years— 1923, 1932, 1974, 1980, 1999— as if Time were somehow real and not … Continue reading →

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The Gospel According to Heart

Posted on February 14, 2020 by John Biscello

Become your own valentine. Carve your initials in the soft yielding bark of your rooted hidden self, dwell there, with choice tenderness swelling the boundaries of your troubadour heart. Become true to your own basking, to the wonder-wheeling molecular bond … Continue reading →

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Self-Love Supreme

Posted on February 14, 2020 by John Biscello

A true valentine crafted by Derek Walcott, titled “Love After Love” The time will come when, with elation you will greet yourself arriving at your own door, in your own mirror and each will smile at the other’s welcome, and … Continue reading →

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Love Is

Posted on January 30, 2020 by John Biscello

I miss you already, the sun-kissed daisy whispered to the migrant flake of snow, which clung like a hopeful bead to the daisy’s delicate petal before dying a lover’s death and melting.

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This Side of Burlesque

Posted on January 30, 2020 by John Biscello

And then came the day when he realized he was free, always had been to enjoy the abstracted stage-play of his thoughts and their formations, something of an idiot’s delight, same as the scabbed-glass opera of the world without, its … Continue reading →

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Fool’s Play

Posted on January 27, 2020 by John Biscello

To marvel dumbly, and trespass, with a sense of the infinite backlighting a wink– this, the way of the Fool, or sacred is as sacred does, when trusting the air in its holy relationship to plunge.

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