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Tag Archives: angel
Rending on High
The angel is not nice, nor sweet as pie in the sky or Disneyified to package the ecstasy as something more benignly palatable, no, the angel is radically explicit, unfiltered, and true to its cause, exacting the swiftest deepest means … Continue reading
Posted in Artwork, Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged angel, bernini, bliss, italy, John Biscello, poem, rapture, saint teresa, sculpture, spearheading
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In the Belly Of
In the softest pit of my belly, the masticating angel, the glowing renegade with milkbone teeth, eats me alive, and spits me back out into the world, half-light, half-silence, the happy miscarriage of identity winnowing the essential me from I.
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged angel, eaten alive, I is another, identity, John Biscello, Light, rebirth
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Lure
He had traveled many crooked side-streets and shadow-scripted back-alleys to arrive at this point. The white-hot lure and bait of the angel, who had played hard to get, beckoned, with an ineffable wink.
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged alley, angel, John Biscello, New York, noir, shadows
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Live from Eden
Her talk of bruised skin, and how it caught fire on the far side of trespass, fascinated me to no end. She wanted to burn clean through, didn’t want to hear any more talk about cooler heads prevailing, or stubborn … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged angel, eden, garden, God, John Biscello, kiss, love, passion, poem, spirit, st. teresa
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Tryst
The last time I fornicated with an angel my porchlights blew and we became tranluscent sheets of merger rising above a glassy pool of chartreuse reflecting in cursive the lighted gist of our holy remains. God, I’m open to another … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged angel, fornication, God, Heaven, John Biscello, Light, love, poem, porchlight, prayer, tryst
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Lucy
Renegade angel, pissing golden light, to be obscene not herded.
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged angel, golden, haiku, Heaven, John Biscello, liberation, Light, lucy, obscene, poem, spirit
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Pearl
Drowned at a young age, angel to a sunken arc– find her pearl-diving.
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged angel, childhood, dive, ghost, girl, hurt, John Biscello, pearl, poemm haiku, resurrection, sea, wreck
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Furls
Feted, by an angel’s glassy hands, slow-burning river of sound, pooling white fire in rounded furls.
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged angel, burning, fire, glass, hands, Heaven, John Biscello, Light, love, poem, river, sound, white fire
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Enclosure
She has held this position of constant sorrow for millennia, ennobling the grief of sundered hearts too human to bear openly.
Posted in Artwork, Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged angel, angel or sorrow, grave, grief, John Biscello, love, piety, poem, Poetry, weeping
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