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Tag Archives: anne brigman
Breeze
Modeling a breeze, exultancy became her, wave by breaking wave. (Photo by Anne Brigman)
Posted in Artwork, Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged a shore thing, anne brigman, Beauty, dance dance dance, John Biscello, photo, poem, sea breeze
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First Course
Awakened, by the sound of light, revelations began feeding her from roots down to sky. (Photo by Anne Brigman)
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Tagged anne brigman, John Biscello, nutirence, nymphlight, photo, poem, revelations
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Forever’s Youth
Anya and I had almost three weeks. The flirt and tease of a young forever. It felt good to be with Anya in this new way. We were no longer ourselves, we were ourselves as a couple, this … Continue reading
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Tagged anne brigman, forever, haunt, hurt, John Biscello, no man's brooklyn, novel, young love
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Ghost Dance
Thinning of the veils, ghost engaging girl to dance– No partner needed. (Photo by Anne Brigman)
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Tagged anne brigman, dance, dream, girl, John Biscello, myth, photo, poem, silhouette, veils
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Near
So near to this thing, this love, chastened, on shore’s edge– Forever, dear, yes. (Photo by Anne Brigman)
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Tagged anne brigman, beach, child, forever, John Biscello, love, parent, photo, poem, Poetry, pure, sea, sky, timeless
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Breadth
To revel in awe, just cause for breathing deep, slow, breadth taking you in. (Photo by Anne Brigman)
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Tagged anne brigman, awe, God, John Biscello, lake, naked, nature, photo, poem, Poetry, spirit, trees, water
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Constellate
To see the stars, in daytime, like a siege of radiant, glyphic minnows constellating upon the surface of a lake, this, the child’s gift to vision, undisturbed. (Photo by Anne Brigman)
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Tagged anne brigman, child, cosmos, John Biscello, lake, Light, minnows, poem, Stars, vision, water
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Roots
Some launches do not require propulsion but rather firm solid rootedness to this floating world. (Photo by Anne Brigman)
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Tagged anne brigman, floating, John Biscello, launch, myth, nature, photo, poem, roots, sky, tree, woman
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Exult
At the pinnacle, hallelujah knows no bounds– To exult, boldly. (Photo by Anne Brigman)
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Tagged anne brigman, cliff, exult, hallelujah, John Biscello, mountain, myth, photo, pinnacle, poem, Poetry
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Nymphlight
Uprooted, prevailing agony folds the pagan nymph to a distant within; her position, untenantable, will alter according to blood-new spates of reign, coursing undisclosed seasons. (Photo by Anne Brigman)
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Tagged anne brigman, John Biscello, myth, mythology, nature, nymph, pagan, photo, poem, rebirth, roots
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