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Tag Archives: child
The Gospel According to Ice Cream
Perfection, this life’s greatest untruth and maligner, see how ice cream summer-melts and runs like happy magma down the ridged wonders of a waffle cone clutched by a child like an edible prayer destined to disappear, one bite at a … Continue reading
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Tagged child, dream, gospel, Heaven, ice cream, ice cream you scream, John Biscello, love, melt, sensual
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Forecast
Ask the divine wordless forecast, ask the motherless child staring off into the distance as she sails a paper airplane out the opened window.
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Tagged child, dream, forecast, John Biscello, love, poem, sorrow, soul, spirit
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Beginner’s Heart
I have spent so many years detailing and outlining and mapping out fractures, a pirate osteopath with a cartographer’s bent, and now, galvanizing a mutiny meant to take me out into uncharted waters, I see, beyond my terror of the … Continue reading
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Tagged beginner, child, dream, heart, John Biscello, king, poem, queen, soul, wonder
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Love is Real, the Remix
I thought I knew a lot, explanations analyses profound conjectures nothing new under the sun stupid is as stupid does tomorrow tomorrow tomorrow marathon swims in the think tank and abstractions wrapped like leaden scarves and flags round my neck … Continue reading
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Tagged Beauty, child, feeling, John Biscello, love, love is real, mother, poem, spirit
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Wilds
Slow down, my brave child, where wilds grow, soul is taken– You star your own fate.
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Tagged child, dream, fate, haiku, John Biscello, poem, soul, spirit, star, wild
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Starseed
Rending the cosmos, to midwife its own star-seed, to papoose night-bloom. (Artwork by Izumi Yokoyama)
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Tagged Artwork, birth, child, cosmos, izumi yokoyama, John Biscello, life, midwife, night bloom, painting, phaiku, poem, starseed
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Beach
Life, give us a break, Love, the loafer’s paradise, childlike in its reign. (Photo by Henri Cartier-Bresson)
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Tagged beach, child, haiku, henri cartier-bresson, John Biscello, love, paradise, photo, poem, romance, sea, umbrella
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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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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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