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Tag Archives: John Biscello
Yours Truly
Mystery can only be expressed through Mystery– its reflection that of a feather casting a shadow upon a wind that holds forever in the lightest regard.
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Tagged feather, forever, John Biscello, mystery, poem, Poetry, wind
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Into the Blue
I have been scratching at air since I was a child, and have had the good fortune of feeling into words that have fallen out of thin blue nowhere– And these words I have gathered, or to put it more … Continue reading
Blue Star
Recalling the ceremony I had yet to attend– the night of the Blue Star– in which he promised that a locomotive would run through my chest except the locomotive would feel light as a feather– these words, crystalline echoes in … Continue reading
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Tagged blue star, crystal ship, John Biscello, many worlds many realities, marvelous conjunction, poem, tonight, vision
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Vision
Nowhere is now here— A slight shift in perception, can change everything.
Jackdaw’s Flight Plans
The Jackdaw and the Doll, a fable written by myself, and illustrated by Izumi Yokoyama, is scheduled for January 2021 publication (CSF Publishing). THE JACKDAW AND THE DOLL :K. leads a double life. Timid office clerk by day, storyteller by … Continue reading
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Tagged Artwork, book, coming soon, csfpublishing, fable, franz kafka, izumi yokoyama, jackdaw and the doll, John Biscello, Publication, taking flight
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Weight of Writing
A row of teethmarks in the spine of a pencil– Stressing a sentence.
Moonglow Under Review
Grateful for Candice Louisa Daquin’s advance review of my new book of poetry, Moonglow on Mercy Street (due out soon from CSF Publishing). Moonglow on Mercy Street by John Biscello When you read a lot of poetry for a living, … Continue reading
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Tagged candice lousia daquin, crow speak, CSF Publishing, John Biscello, moonglow on mercy street, poetry book, Publication, Review
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Net
No mantras for this– Fingers, a most delicate and provocative net, cast to capture the spreading pulse of someone else’s longing mirrored in your breath.
Parting
Hiding in plain sight, a lost kiss, unremembered to the parting of lips.
Cadence
Symmetry, as a caulk to the voracious appetite and carnal din of passion– Where the stitches tremble and falter, follow your pulse to the origins of cadent scarring.
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