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A Clean, Well-Lighted Place of Sharing

Posted on April 15, 2020 by John Biscello

Poetry and art cannot be quarantined, as it moves freely though time and space, and announces its presence in cells, wind, electric waves of becoming. Here, a poem finds a public home on the window of Parse Seco, courtesy of … Continue reading →

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The Writing Life

Posted on April 14, 2020 by John Biscello

Sneak-peek into the process: I always write by hand, with my F-402 ballpoint pn (black ink), in one-subject spiral notebooks, the cheap kind that come in different colors (mostly I go with red, purple and yellow, occasionally blue or black, … Continue reading →

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Thrall

Posted on April 14, 2020 by John Biscello

In tenderest thrall to the near side of dreaming— Means to endlessness.

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This Side of Dreaming

Posted on April 14, 2020 by John Biscello

It became abundantly clear— we needed visionaries, to marvel dumbly, in bated thrall to wonder’s wheeling gist.

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Walkabout

Posted on April 14, 2020 by John Biscello

Do not be afraid, the golden freight  of trespass reigns in your footsteps.    

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Thin Air

Posted on April 14, 2020 by John Biscello

As the plot thickens, Mystery sires its own call, thinning to wonder.    

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The Silence

Posted on April 13, 2020 by John Biscello

My friend who lives in the woods told me there’s a silence there he’s never heard before. Said he’s lived in the woods for nearly twenty years and while he’s heard plenty of quiet, volumes and volumes of quiet, the … Continue reading →

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Shed

Posted on April 13, 2020 by John Biscello

Eavesdropping, at dream’s edge, where memory pools to silver and risk seeks its own level, a new silence breathes like silk upon my fool’s fate to shed lightly, and cherish.

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Into the Mystic

Posted on April 12, 2020 by John Biscello

I became a bird, just for a little while. It wasn’t sorcery, it was need, a whirling imperative from or into the unknown, or perhaps the broken skin of a bared dream. I became a bird and flew up to … Continue reading →

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How the Light Gets In

Posted on April 12, 2020 by John Biscello

The information is wrong, or in drastic need of revision— Do not stay strong, but rather bless your broken softly, and dare to inherit strength by its supplest means and tenderest turns toward the unknown, calling.

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