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Tag Archives: fall
Walk This Way
There is the future. There is other future when tramps ambling shuffle-footed across failed roads, across dust-pecked destinies, along citywalks imitating lizard-toed pigeons, tramps with newspaper hats and brown bag hearts billowing and contracting and reeking of long past lunchrooms, … Continue reading
Give Us This Day
Everything always going on. People worry about everything not going on but what they’re really saying beneath the waves what they’re subliminally saying and worrying about is them not going on. Everything going on and them not. How to reconcile … Continue reading
Posted in Artwork, photography, Poetry, Prose
Tagged apocalypse, bless, cherish, fall, Last roses, Poetry, Prose, words
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Fall
In autumn’s brisk grief, leaves flashing briefest raptures to seed elegies.
Autumn Leaves
Grieving, the swoonlit swans, crying last songs softly into autumn’s russet and moonfed belly.
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged autumn, fall, grieving, John Biscello, poem, swan songs, tis the season
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Autumn
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
Liason
Adore, the charmed offspring of Love’s prickly liason with Innocence before it ripens and falls.
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged erotic, fall, innocence, John Biscello, kiss, love, lust, play, poem, Poetry, ripe
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Sacrifice
It is strange, and indelibly touching, how a sacrifice to the winter gods and summertime sadness co-exist as one and the same thing.
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged fall, grace, John Biscello, Lana Del Rey, music, poem, Poetry, rebirth, sacrifice, summertime, summertime sadness, Video, Winter
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Vintage
Lovers reign by kiss, sealing vintage in time-lock– Fated, no recourse.
Eden
Early morning. Turning to face you. First kiss, skin on skin, to claim holy fire coiled in mortal intimacy. I know that one day I will die to you, you to me, Time bruises softly. Sense of ephemera compels me … Continue reading
Roses
Roses near to grief, how petals kiss death softly, then fall, just because.
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged Beauty, fall, grief, haiku, John Biscello, josef sudek, Last roses, photography, poem, Poetry, rain, sadness, window
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