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Category Archives: Uncategorized
Overexposed
It is hard to see the man and woman overexposed in the milkbath of light, but allegedly this photo captures Adam and Eve right after Eden dissolved and Eve was mysteriously knocked up.
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Tagged adam, eden, eve, exposure, John Biscello, photography, pregnancy, sex
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God’s Lectern
Epic announcement forthcoming about commandments to be scratched onto stone tablets like Eden acid jazz for badland sinners in nuclear raincoats (stream: Wholly Moses the remix on Godify.)
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Tagged art, badlands, bisti badlands, desert, dunes, farmington, God, inspiration, John Biscello, moses
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Breaking Badlands
In the beginning, there were no words.
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Tagged badlands, bisti badlands, clouds, desert, farmington, inspiration, John Biscello, New Mexico, rocks, stones
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Hale
To sharpen one’s teeth against solvent pages and grated silence is the bite in the air the old poets crowed about, and the wind saliently scales, as if reverse were a condition and not Memory fasting into childhood’s hale.
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Tagged childhood, hale, ink, John Biscello, Literary, pen, Poetry, poets, soul, writing
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Mantra
Hurry Slowly was the tictoc mantra of the one-armed photographer, Josef Sudek, who praised and made lasting secret love to his Muse and ghost-veiled bride, Prague, vowing his fugitive eye to her and her alone.
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Tagged ghost, John Biscello, josef sudek, mood, photography, Poetry, prague, streetlamp
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Yes
It is those, in writing, who quietly almost sublimely say fuck you & yes while trafficking, with fierce row, in silence whom I most admire.
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Tagged amen, John Biscello, Literary, Poetry, writers, writing, yes
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Where is He?
On the day I landed on Asteroid B-9 and wandered around for a short eternity without a sighting, I asked the Silence if it had said seen the Little Prince to which the Silence responded not at all. The Little … Continue reading
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Tagged asteroid, badlands, bisti badlands, desert, John Biscello, Literary, little prince, Poetry, wandering
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Spell
On the day I was turned to stone all mirrors were instantly abolished and silence became that gilded golden thing I had heard so much about and the stillness of time slowed to a moist chafing pardon where I was … Continue reading
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Map
Mapping the bluest eye through a cave-dwelling perspective alighted.
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Tagged badlands, bisti badlands, cave, dwelling, John Biscello, Light, map, Poetry
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Kindle
Anatomy of an Ab-Ex blueprint for anarchic matter, or, how the viral network of Jackson Pollock’s warlock nerves & bones masquerade as kindling for future paintings and tomes.
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Tagged Abstract Expressionism, badlands, bisti badlands, desert, Jackson Pollock, John Biscello, kindle, photo
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