Tag Archives: autumn

Saudade

Posted on September 16, 2026 by John Biscello

Solitude waxing blankly the sepia ebb of lost hours– Autumn recalls the moon in perigee and scandal, a ballad stripped bare to elegy’s standards.

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Leave-Taking

Posted on September 16, 2026 by John Biscello

Autumn, the lisping outlet and merciful turn toward the company of words– Mass in the lightness of hours.

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World of Blue

Posted on May 21, 2026 by John Biscello

It was autumn, or late summer. She existed more than half her waking life in the coat-room she called home. At this palace of a department store—she, the coat-check girl, I, the elevator guy. It was a long time ago. … Continue reading →

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Cabin Fever

Posted on March 16, 2026 by John Biscello

“I follow them, winding my way up and down several snow dunes, not unlike clouds that have fallen to earth and frozen. The footprints are guiding me toward a cabin. It is a yellow cabin, the yellow of autumn and … Continue reading →

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Seasons

Posted on October 5, 2023 by John Biscello

From the series, Japan Poems Street festival, June, summer kimonos in bloom– Autumn waits its turn.

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Fall

Posted on October 24, 2022 by John Biscello

In autumn’s brisk grief, leaves flashing briefest raptures to seed elegies.

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Autumn Colored Souls

Posted on May 22, 2022 by John Biscello

Does Bevel know that the color of Lucy’s soul is autumn? As Lucy danced, I could see her branches sprouting in different directions, while yellow leaves flew everywhere, like star-pointed birds. You want to kiss me really, really bad, don’t … Continue reading →

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Autumn

Posted on November 9, 2020 by John Biscello

I close my eyes and I see her again, a silhouette, near to distance, and dissolving– the autumn rain taps its seminal code for longing onto the trembling glass of a window closed.

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Autumn Leaves

Posted on September 30, 2019 by John Biscello

Grieving, the swoonlit swans, crying last songs softly into autumn’s russet and moonfed belly.

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Autumn

Posted on December 6, 2018 by John Biscello

Find a yellow leaf, a golden leaf, a leaf that’s mourned its own falling. Name it. Whisper its name to it, kiss it. Unname it, whisper silence to it, kiss it again. Fling the leaf and watch it dance in … Continue reading →

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