Tag Archives: God

Gypsy

Posted on November 4, 2017 by John Biscello

I have seen the stars travel in caravans at night, cursive gypsies aloft in God’s darkened mouth, the moon, a minted coin, or silver eyelet, peerless in its glint of visions and voice.

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Riddle

Posted on November 4, 2017 by John Biscello

The small, dark, wet comma clefting our words, is the bated riddle of love on God’s silver tongue.

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Glint

Posted on October 24, 2017 by John Biscello

Star-rise, to the belt of dawn, we have been sworn in by Love’s chastened edge

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Fuse

Posted on October 23, 2017 by John Biscello

Air chastens itself when given room to circulate, its holy charge the generous breath of God respiring toward Grace’s fused ends.

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Starry Night

Posted on October 20, 2017 by John Biscello

Stars, the luminous freckles on God’ night-face, or angelic winks from afar, lovingly rendered by a painter named Vincent who bore clearly his scars with exquisite faith.