Tag Archives: city

City Lights

Posted on December 11, 2025 by John Biscello

   There’s something wrong with him, my father said. Look at him. Something’s not right. Something’s happened to him. He’s sick. All he thinks about is writing. That’s all he thinks about. He is blue.    Even though I wasn’t … Continue reading →

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New York Story

Posted on November 19, 2024 by John Biscello

When the bird hit me in the side of head, I had no idea what had happened. It felt like someone had blindsided me with a loaded handbag. I clutched at air and went down immediately. I didn’t feel any … Continue reading →

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Monkeys and Barrels

Posted on November 9, 2024 by John Biscello

None of it was going anywhere. It had been a while. Both things were true. Both could be beginnings. So let’s go with both: None of it was going anywhere. It had been a while. I felt like a dehydrated … Continue reading →

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City

Posted on January 6, 2024 by John Biscello

Find the invisible city, the one beneath or behind the tactile city, the one for which maps do not exist. Once there, acquaint yourself intimately with its textures and tones, its psychic cradle. When time is up and you must … Continue reading →

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A Dream Grows in Brooklyn

Posted on November 29, 2023 by John Biscello

New edition of No Man’s Brooklyn available. “Biscello succeeds in bringing to life both Daniel as well as the intriguing milieu that created him: stoops, city parks, 40-ounce bottles of malt liquor.”–KIRKUS REVIEWS NO MAN’S BROOKLYNFrom the valentine boneyards of … Continue reading →

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Sensorial

Posted on October 26, 2023 by John Biscello

From the series, Japan Poems. Wherever you go, rhythm feeds the spectral flow– A moveable feast.

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Vanishing Point

Posted on August 15, 2023 by John Biscello

From the series, Japan Poems. Until I can see you, the cities will vanish, effaced mutely in swaths of white on white, a glaring monopoly and divide— alone these distances prevail to hail symmetry, its pageants and faults, the legacy … Continue reading →

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Crosswalk

Posted on July 23, 2019 by John Biscello

There was a staggered repeatability to her days which she counted upon for a semblance of security and rightness, so you can imagine her surprise when she looked across the street and saw a woman identical to herself, same head … Continue reading →

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Street Song

Posted on November 25, 2018 by John Biscello

Screen black. Sounds of traffic. Fade in to city street at night. Cut to traffic lamp turning green to red. Cut to other shots of the city at night. Cut to a MERMAID, lying in the middle of a street … Continue reading →

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Storm

Posted on March 5, 2018 by John Biscello

At night, Rorschach wraiths, born of light’s role play with rain– Woman, wet, enclosed.   (Photo by Anthony Distefano)

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