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Chaplin, Keaton
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March 22, 2018
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John Biscello
Men, who took the fall,
to keep the world in stitches–
Clowning achievement.
(Film still from
Limelight
, the only film in which Chaplin and Keaton appeared together).
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Jean Rhys at Twilight
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March 21, 2018
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Nutrition fact:
Did you know
that windows
like to eat writers
who diet on silence
and dust-motes,
they swallow the writers
whole, or in fragments,
devouring them slowly,
ever so slowly,
until all that remains
is a ghost,
where a writer once lived,
at a distance,
from the alleged world
outside their window.
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Jackson Pollock
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March 21, 2018
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John Biscello
Ballet in a storm,
one man’s kinetic forecast–
You will know my name.
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Scissors
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March 21, 2018
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Hard to move forward,
she thought, when bound to what’s gone–
She bought new scissors.
(Artwork by Izumi Yokoyama)
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Scent
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March 21, 2018
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John Biscello
Suspicion assails,
Why did he give this to me?
The scent of a trail.
(Artwork by Paul Klee)
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Night Moves
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March 21, 2018
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John Biscello
Tree’s night-perm like fog,
stars pining to get lost there–
Long distance courtship.
(Artwork by Georgia O’ Keefe)
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Mark Rothko
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March 21, 2018
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John Biscello
Rending light to fit
an artist’s capacity
to survive caste form.
(Artwork by Mark Rothko)
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Girl, Chair
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March 20, 2018
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The girl in the chair
is no longer the girl in the chair,
she is neither here nor there,
she is always and forget-me-not,
soul-spray and glacial uproar
causing a siege,
she is the spidery patterns
of her exploded heart,
woven in to the ritual symmetry
of a fibrous arc,
where a girl once sat,
once upon a time, forever.
(Artwork by Izumi Yokoyama)
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Superstar
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March 20, 2018
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Baby, forget the petals,
we’ll feed you thorns,
you’ll be like Jesus Christ
in black tights,
a superstar in dark eye shadow,
Joan of Arc with your own pop-branded
stigmata,
the world will adore you–
What do you say?
Will you sign?
Sure, sure,
blood is fine.
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Horizon
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March 20, 2018
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Some silence, you see,
is not golden, not really–
long dark shadow cast.
(Artwork by Mark Rothko)
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