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Tag Archives: Brassai
Haste
Through the looking glass, lovers caught multiplying, like rabbits in haste. (Photo by Brassai) Advertisements
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Tagged Brassai, haiku, John Biscello, looking glass, lovers, Mirror, multiples, photo, poem, rabbits
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Weight
It gets cold out there, the weight of shadows pressing on her lonely heart. (Photo by Brassai)
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Tagged Brassai, france, haiku, John Biscello, lonely, poem, shadows, street, waiting, weight, woman
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Tryst
Kiss me one last time, a Trinity collapsed– blown smoke and mirrors. (Photo by Brassai)
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Tagged Brassai, cafe, Desire, haiku, John Biscello, lust, man, mirrors, poem, smoke, tryst, woman
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Wonder
She wonders, nightly, nothing specific, just stray thoughts leaking old dreams. (Photo by Brassai)
Quartet
On this side of the mirror, it begins with a light, courtesy kindling promise, yet on the other side, the smoke is already mood-thick and rising, suggesting second lives engaged in the slow burn of mutual arson. (Photo by … Continue reading
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Tagged Brassai, burn, cafe, cigarette, John Biscello, Light, man, mood, photo, poem, Poetry, romance, texture, torch song, woman
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Man on a Bicycle
The man, to make a living, had plastered hundreds of faces upon walls, but there was something about this one which held him captive. It wasn’t just the stardom of her name, its siren-call, but the sheer magnitude of artifice, … Continue reading
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Tagged Beauty, bicycle, Brassai, carnival, dream, face, image, John Biscello, Marlene Dietrich, photo, poem, Poetry, poster, siren, star
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Henry Miller
Stalking new language, the happy scribbler tramped through Heaven’s back-roads.
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Tagged Brassai, haiku, Heaven, henry miller, John Biscello, Literary, paris, poem, Poetry
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Bike
Man, woman, desire, a lonely bike unmounted– mist’s inchoate touch.
Posted in Artwork, Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged Bike, Brassai, haiku, John Biscello, love, mist, photo, poem, Poetry
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Flint
A scissored valentine walked into a hard case. The floor, a silent witness, held its tongue. It was one of those Sundays that was acting like a Tuesday. Scrambled eggs, jazz, and a wet book of matches. This wasn’t going … Continue reading
Aperture
Fade, how the light, contracting Amnesia, tenderly submits by subtly engaging a trick lens.
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Tagged Bike, Brassai, John Biscello, Light, Literary, Poetry
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