Tag Archives: izumi yokoyama

Swallow

Posted on March 25, 2018 by John Biscello

Night swallowing its own tale of snake swallowing its own tail of night.   (Artwork by Izumi Yokoyama)

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Wonder

Posted on March 25, 2018 by John Biscello

Each spring they return, bound to renew small wonders– Innocent by turns.   (Artwork by Izumi Yokoyama)    

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Happenstance

Posted on March 25, 2018 by John Biscello

You mean to tell me that God is Bo Peep and her sheep are not sheep at all but rather dream-spiders spinning intricate patterns and noodle-strand mandalas to freestyle a movable feast in some obscure forest known by some as … Continue reading →

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Starseed

Posted on March 23, 2018 by John Biscello

Rending the cosmos, to midwife its own star-seed, to papoose night-bloom.   (Artwork by Izumi Yokoyama)

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Scissors

Posted on March 21, 2018 by John Biscello

Hard to move forward, she thought, when bound to what’s gone– She bought new scissors.   (Artwork by Izumi Yokoyama)

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Girl, Chair

Posted on March 20, 2018 by John Biscello

The girl in the chair is no longer the girl in the chair, she is neither here nor there, she is always and forget-me-not, soul-spray and glacial uproar causing a siege, she is the spidery patterns of her exploded heart, … Continue reading →

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Chair

Posted on March 15, 2018 by John Biscello

No sitters to tend, solvent to its own winter, if these floors could talk.   (Installation by Izumi Yokoyama)

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