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Category Archives: Uncategorized
Turn
How fragile we are, how marvelous in our turns to matter, in love.
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged fragile, haiku, John Biscello, love, marvel, poem
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Bask
Every last star ghosts its own holy rapture– we, a part of, bask.
Posted in Artwork, Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged cosmically inclined, haiku, John Biscello, poem, Stars, starstuff is us, Van Gogh
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In Stars
Behind starry veils, embers crackle blue and gold– You were there, dancing.
Posted in Artwork, Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged dreams, haiku, John Biscello, love, nightscape, the secret life of stars, Van Gogh
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Winter
Dreamed: wine-dark roses blooming in early winter– Grief, subject to change.
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged a winter rose is a rose is a rose, haiku, John Biscello, poem, the crystal kingdom
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Vertigo, Uncut
He understood that to unhook stars you sometimes had to stand on tall buildings. Really tall buildings. Vertigo was reflected back to him, bigtime.
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged cityscaping, fedora, John Biscello, new york city, noir city, vertigo, words
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Game of Chance
He had searched high and low, mostly low, but he knew his fate waited somewhere between a wrong number and an empty glass. He squeezed his lucky rabbit’s foot before entering.
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged anthony distefano, John Biscello, manhattan, new york noir, photo, the city, the odds
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Bike Rally
At childhood’s wild edge, play as the sacred totem– No license required.
Hansel’s Primal Urges
A house in the woods, rumors of a shapely witch– The risk of foreplay.
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged blood sugar sex magick, fairy tale, haiku, hansel and gretel xxx, house in the woods, John Biscello, poem
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Confidentially Speaking
Who, what, where and when, stories love lighted windows at night, plot thickens.
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged haiku, John Biscello, new mex confidential, park at night, poem, voyeur, window
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A Theater Near You
Angels sacrifice the molten blood of their light to make still life films.
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged blood of poets, dinner and a movie, dreamscaping, haiku, John Biscello, moviemaking at sunset, poem
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