Tag Archives: John Biscello

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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Window

Posted on April 29, 2019 by John Biscello

Withdrawal intends its own wan truth and fading– Twilight becomes her.   (Meshes of the Afternoon, Maya Deren, 1943)

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It’s a Kind of Magic

Posted on April 29, 2019 by John Biscello

Crafting from a wordless place, the Sorcerer’s stones became young girls trying to escape the grip of an audience that preyed on magic and cinema.   (Image by Maya Deren)

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Origin Story

Posted on April 28, 2019 by John Biscello

The music stayed still, grew its own body to rapture and grieve, in concert with a species of veil crafted from small, rare birds and the meshes of patterned weeping.   (Image by Man Ray)

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Hers and Hers

Posted on April 28, 2019 by John Biscello

Never the same woman twice, reality assigns symmetry to fractures, while crossing infinite lengths in blurred pursuit of fated mending.

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Silent Night

Posted on April 28, 2019 by John Biscello

Start with the glacial base, the hunk of unforgiving crystal on which the tree is mounted, then trace the filigreed limbs of the tree, its shadow a twin belonging to the woman modeling Winter as a softly fringed species of … Continue reading →

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Now Showing

Posted on April 28, 2019 by John Biscello

Constellations pogo to the logic of spores mounting an art show protean in course and limnal uproar.   (Artwork by Chua ek Kay)

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Lost in Transit

Posted on April 28, 2019 by John Biscello

the morning after she realized the life she led was someone else’s.    

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Biscello & Badalamenti at the Rose City Book Pub

Posted on April 27, 2019 by John Biscello

June 6 @ 7:00 pm – 9:00 pm Rose City Book Pub, 1329 NE Fremont, Portland, OR 97212   Portland’s new chill-n-chat literary hotspot, the Rose City Book Pub, will host Unsolicited Press authors, John Biscello and Frances Badalamenti, who will be reading from their respective … Continue reading →

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Obsession

Posted on April 26, 2019 by John Biscello

To be claimed by that which you can never possess– the cyclical deficit of longing in bated arrears.

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