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Tag Archives: henry miller
Henry Miller
Some men rattle their chains and wonder, some sing them. Then there are others who spraypaint their chains rainbow siege and dance a jig like a peacock on fire, and when someone asks Isn’t it hard to dance around with … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged brooklyn boy, clown's play, epic zeal, henry miller, John Biscello, poem, tribute
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Revolution
Miller on his bike, joy riding through the cosmos– the lore of cycling. (Photo: Henry Miller and his bike)
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged bicycle, haiku, henry miller, John Biscello, just ride, poem
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(Sub)Missive
The lore of missive keeps writers minds on their hearts as they freehand scratches into the purling skin of history’s feted edges.
Posted in Poetry, Prose, Uncategorized
Tagged anais nin, henry miller, John Biscello, passion-play, poem, writers in lust
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Henry Valentine Miller
Because his middle name was Valentine, a V-Day tribute poem to that “boy from Brooklyn,” Mr. Henry Valentine Miller, from my book Arclight. Some men rattle their chains and wonder, some sing them. Then there are others who spray paint … Continue reading
Posted in Books, Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged arclight, Brooklyn, henry miller, John Biscello, poem, Poetry, tribute, valentine
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Henry Miller
Some men rattle their chains and wonder, some sing them. Then there are others who spraypaint their chains rainbow siege and dance a jig like a peacock on fire, and when someone asks Isn’t it hard to dance around with … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry, Prose
Tagged Brooklyn, henry miller, John Biscello, literature, novelist, Poetry, portrait, prophet, prose poem, spirit, surrealist, tribute, writer, writer's life
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Benign
Alighted, to course sweetly toward benign silence– To mend, flowers kiss. (Watercolor by Henry Miller)
Posted in Artwork, Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged Artwork, buddha, clown, cosmos, dream, flower, henry miller, John Biscello, love, peace, poemm haiku, serene, watercolor, writing
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Henry, June, Anais, 2018
Henry’s cell, his first ever, gave rise to a new breed of anxiety and impatience. Fretfully awaiting Anais’s text, he stared at the dark electronic device cradled in his palm, and keenly felt pangs of nostalgia. He recalled … Continue reading
Posted in Prose, Uncategorized
Tagged anais nin, correspondence, henry miller, John Biscello, june mansfield miller, Literary, modern times, Prose, story, texting
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Cosmos
With center in place, growth happens behind our backs– the cosmos abides.
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Tagged bliss, center, cosmos, growth, haiku, henry miller, John Biscello, love, poem, Poetry, serenity, stillness, watercolor
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Tropic of Cancer
To lance a staid form, with crab-claws bent on rupture– How masters shift course.
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged banned books, Brooklyn, haiku, henry miller, John Biscello, literature, obelisk press, paris, poem, Poetry, tropic of cancer
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Nin and Miller
Kindred spirit-play, by voice, a million worn pages– currency of love.
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Tagged anais nin, friends, henry miller, John Biscello, Literary, literature, lovers, passion, poem, Poetry
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