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Rock and a Hard Place

Posted on December 30, 2022 by John Biscello

“In a world like this one, it’s difficult to devote oneself to art body and soul. To get published, to get exhibited, to get produced often requires ten or twenty years of patient, intense labor. I spent half my life … Continue reading →

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Regarding Henry

Posted on December 26, 2022 by John Biscello

In honor of Henry Valentine Miller’s birthday (December 26th, 1891). Stalking new language, the happy scribbler tramped through Heaven’s back-roads.

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Henry Miller

Posted on December 11, 2022 by John Biscello
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One Moment

Posted on November 25, 2020 by John Biscello

“In waking life, when all is well and cares fall away, when the intellect is silenced and we slip into reverie, do we not surrender blissfully to the eternal flux, float ecstatically on the still current of life? We have … Continue reading →

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Cinemagical

Posted on November 25, 2020 by John Biscello

“Everything is begging to be discovered, not accidentally, but intuitively. Seeking intuitively, one’s destination is never in a beyond of time or space but always here and now. If we are always arriving and departing, it is also true that … Continue reading →

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Nowhere is Now Here

Posted on October 26, 2020 by John Biscello

“Voyages are accomplished inwardly”–Henry Miller This dreamer’s life, sentenced to passive worth and fired stillness. Cross my heart and hope to die, there is, I promise, nothing whatsoever to prove or assert or confirm, no doors to walk through (you … Continue reading →

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Henry Miller

Posted on November 25, 2019 by John Biscello

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 →

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Revolution

Posted on April 29, 2019 by John Biscello

Miller on his bike, joy riding through the cosmos– the lore of cycling.   (Photo: Henry Miller and his bike)  

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(Sub)Missive

Posted on March 31, 2019 by John Biscello

The lore of missive keeps writers minds on their hearts as they freehand scratches into the purling skin of history’s feted edges.

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Henry Valentine Miller

Posted on February 14, 2019 by John Biscello

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 →

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