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Tag Archives: Brassai
Henry Miller
Posted in Audio, Books, photography, Poetry, Prose
Tagged Brassai, henry miller, paris, Poetry, Spoken Word, tropic of cancer, tropic of capricorn, writer
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Partitions
It has been called this mortal longing and we have all hailed there all ached there swearing. Between lisping partitions of rain we seek phantom threads blue gray promising to guide us down unmarked roads to deepening distances. Seeking being … Continue reading
Posted in Artwork, photography, Poetry, Prose
Tagged Brassai, longing, photography, Poetry, Prose, rain, words
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The Fugitive
One of these mornings, when the weather was different, more forgiving, she would catch up to herself, that fretful woman always just ahead, fifty to one hundred steps or so, hastening to avoid the rain-darkened woman always just behind her … Continue reading
Posted in Artwork, Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged Brassai, John Biscello, passerby in the rain, photo, poem, rainy days, the fugitive, tracking one's selves
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Coupling
Longing comes to know itself as a bushy plant straddling the mist-slicked head of a motionless bike, the soft conjoining tease of silhouettes banking on an anonymous night. (Photo by Brassai)
Posted in Artwork, Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged bikes do it, Brassai, everything is connected, france, John Biscello, photo, poem, the softest hours
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Haste
Through the looking glass, lovers caught multiplying, like rabbits in haste. (Photo by Brassai)
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
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)
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
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)
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
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
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged Beauty, bicycle, Brassai, carnival, dream, face, image, John Biscello, Marlene Dietrich, photo, poem, Poetry, poster, siren, star
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John Biscello 