Tag Archives: life

Growing Young

Posted on April 2, 2018 by John Biscello

I want to grow young with you, she said. It made perfect sense. People had it all wrong. You don’t grow old, your body, this borrowed vessel, it withers and ages and decays, your body grows old, your brain grows … Continue reading →

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No Dominion

Posted on March 29, 2018 by John Biscello

It was about time, epitaph planned in advance– Will you dance with me?

Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized | Tagged dance, death, Dylan Thomas, epitaph, gallow's humor, grave, haiku, immortality, John Biscello, life, poem | Leave a comment

Pearl Diver

Posted on March 29, 2018 by John Biscello

She, the pearl-diver, master of holding her breath, breathes out, and rises.

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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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Ashes to Ashes

Posted on January 4, 2018 by John Biscello

Out of the ash-heap, she imagined something new would emerge, but when the wind blew and scattered the ashes to reveal nothing but scorch-marks upon scarred earth, she understood, with a great sense of loss, that form followed function only … Continue reading →

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Of Time and the River

Posted on January 3, 2018 by John Biscello

One thing we cannot recover is time. Perhaps that’s what I have been trying to do. Perhaps that’s what every writer, as a fugitive stalker, as a heartsick orphan, as the fool-hero in their own movie is … Continue reading →

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Awake

Posted on December 31, 2017 by John Biscello

I awoke early and took my sweet time getting ready to exist in the way and who I wanted to become.

Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized | Tagged awakening, dream, existence, John Biscello, life, poem, self-actualization, self-fullfillment, the way, the who, time | Leave a comment

Unreachable You

Posted on December 24, 2017 by John Biscello

It’s tough to always be in love with a ghost. Also it’s easy. The living don’t stand a chance against ghosts. In loving ghosts there are no real complications, no real disappointments, no real anything. There’s lots of teething on … Continue reading →

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Retreat

Posted on November 23, 2017 by John Biscello

Perfectly still dog, robed in dust; birds, choral and bright, flutter and thrash in needle-comb trees; I, this side of dream, trespass lightly.

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Ghost

Posted on November 2, 2017 by John Biscello

Classic ghost story, you have haunted your own life– No man’s epitaph.

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