Squall

Posted on March 19, 2018 by John Biscello
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This way to music,
map of birds inking a squall–
tenors of deluge.

 

(Artwork by Chua ek Kay)
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Scale

Posted on March 18, 2018 by John Biscello
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Mountain, tree, small boy,
scaling serene loneliness
to a still center.

 

(Artwork by Hiroshige)
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Sheath

Posted on March 18, 2018 by John Biscello
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Dancing blue-black flame
soloing among soft sheaths–
ballet’s fragrant leaps.

 

(Artwork by Georgia O’ Keefe)
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Pour

Posted on March 18, 2018 by John Biscello
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It is the shadow
that carries small tsunamis
to pour, as needed.

 

(Artwork by Pejac)
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Empire State

Posted on March 18, 2018 by John Biscello
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Empirical scope,
is all that we ask of fame–
Steady now, steady.

 

(Photo of Andy Warhol and Edie Sedgwick)
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Balloon, Sun

Posted on March 18, 2018 by John Biscello
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The Red Balloon
of storybook legend,
after having reached its pinnacle
of fame,
decided to reinvent itself
as a crimson bauble
of a sun,
reigning supreme
over a private world
of geometry and symbols,
a realm
of pure spirit and play
where humans
hadn’t yet come
to exist
as agents of ruin.

 

(Artwork by Paul Klee)
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Mercy

Posted on March 18, 2018 by John Biscello

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Always a mother,
always gentle enclosure–
Between palms, mercy.
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Haunt

Posted on March 18, 2018 by John Biscello
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Make me an offer,
they shoot pretty girls, don’t they?
Leave haunting to me.
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Riot’s Rake

Posted on March 17, 2018 by John Biscello
Grateful for Ashleigh Grycner’s review of Raking the Dust, which appears in the latest installment of Riot Material, and coincides with RTD’s April 3rd relaunch.
Raking the Dust, John Biscello’s masterful second novel, is first and foremost a novel about second chances. It’s about addiction, obsession, and ultimately, salvation. It’s about the fact that “all roads lead to Heaven,” and sometimes one needs to get lost in order to get found. That things at times need to get crazy, hairy, utterly confused before arriving  face to face with that which we most fear. Ultimately, it is in the grip of our own terror that we find the courage to say the brave No that is a Yes to our own Innocence.
Read the full review here.
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Marguerite Duras

Posted on March 16, 2018 by John Biscello
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Mapped, in glaring veins,
cut, to secrete lucid text–
Yes, love, I bleed light.
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