Category Archives: Poetry

The Little Emperor

Posted on March 24, 2017 by John Biscello

(In memory of Anthony Hassett, and in response to his artwork) I have seen the Little Emperor— mischievous, unabashed, baiting in borrowed skin dong tolling through the marketplace offering his services for a nominal fee. He leads, without words, through … Continue reading →

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Winnie Cooper #9

Posted on March 23, 2017 by John Biscello

After all these years I still might use the same technique: tugging on pigtails. A cruel and delightful swing, gaining momentum to vault headfirst into your secret hive, vaguely aware of and interested in honey, but the main draw, your … Continue reading →

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Roseblood

Posted on March 23, 2017 by John Biscello

(In response to Tera Muskrat’s “Fiesta at the Siesta”) Homey fingerlock love & pop & play that blue fiddle, that funky music, brown & rightboy, know what ahm sayin–No, eh?–well what ahmn sayin is grace ten times over, 80-proof cuz … Continue reading →

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Bird in a Hand

Posted on March 22, 2017 by John Biscello

A silver lining on the raven’s bruised left wing– endowment for the arts

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Station Identification

Posted on March 22, 2017 by John Biscello

Professional lips moving at the speed of bullshit– wait for the pause, wait.

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Pronoun, Singular

Posted on March 22, 2017 by John Biscello

I for an I, the faltering trade-in of an egotist contracting tunnels at the expense of light’s vented kiss.

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Howl II

Posted on March 12, 2017 by John Biscello

(Poem written in response to Joe Sorren’s “While the Trucks on the Highway All Howl”) While the trucks on the highway all howl, beneath a milk-bottle sky, Sunday’s children, curious and bulb-headed, lay vigorous claim to Paradise. Non-profit architects, they … Continue reading →

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Solvent

Posted on March 5, 2017 by John Biscello

Water, like a tempera of fog, buoying the natal intent, the fragile rapture, against which gravity sets an insoluble course.

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Double Exposure

Posted on March 5, 2017 by John Biscello

I. There is strange music in her head, a choir’s brew. You cannot see it but, in the bask of a sunchecked idle, she drifts beyond ordinary logic to dream of water like melted locks, like aquamarine flowers silk to … Continue reading →

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Morningbreak

Posted on March 3, 2017 by John Biscello

  I want to eat Anne Sexton for breakfast like toxic cereal like bacon fat like sunbursts of egg yolk swallowed whole and washed down with a glass of fire (then I will spit up the flames burning down the … Continue reading →

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