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Tag Archives: haiku
Cosmic Lay Slick astronomy, moonlight drips between her thighs– The lay of space, mine.
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Tagged cosmos, haiku, longing, poem, Poetry, throbbing
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Weight of Writing
A row of teethmarks in the spine of a pencil– Stressing a sentence.
Odysseus and You
“This transformation is what all artists seek: to become like mythic heroes—Prometheus, Achilles, Odysseus, Aclestis, Athena—so that we mortals can see our fates reflected in their journeys as we do in the journeys described in ancient myths.” – Erica Jong … Continue reading
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Tagged erica jong, haiku, John Biscello, mythology, poem, voyage
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Choir
“Myths, so to say, are public dreams; dreams are private myths.” – Joseph Campbell The correspondence between public and private alternated choirs.
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Tagged choir, haiku, John Biscello, myth, poem, prviate, public
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What Was It You Said?
“Distraction is the only thing that consoles us for our miseries and yet it is, itself, the greatest of our miseries.” — Blaise Pascal Oh, distraction, you paradoxical bastard– Sky laughs, stays open.
Intimation
“Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting: The Soul that rises with us, our life’s Star” – William Wordsworth Once upon a star, lyrics mated with the dark– Memory was born.
Cracked Plate
“Sometimes, though, the cracked plate has to be retained in the pantry, has to be kept in service as a household necessity. It can never again be warmed on the stove nor shuffled with the other plates in the dishpan; … Continue reading
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Tagged cracked plate, F. Scott Fitzgerald, haiku, John Biscello, Poetry, Prose
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Lovers
Between true lovers, a throbbing flight of totems, carved from moon and ash.
Come Wander With Me
At the break of day, wandering softly within– you, from a distance.
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Tagged come wander with me, haiku, John Biscello, poem, twilight zone, wanderlust
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