Tag Archives: Light

Pour

Posted on April 15, 2018 by John Biscello

I get lost, looking, so much sky to soften course, so much light, slow poured. Advertisements

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Fount

Posted on April 14, 2018 by John Biscello

I have heard her sing, lungs, founting with light, to braid dark hours into grace.

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Juice

Posted on March 29, 2018 by John Biscello

Slow kind of winter, Spring, mainlining taproot juice, hastens light to mold.

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Easter

Posted on March 28, 2018 by John Biscello

She, tender Sunday, wearing only beads of rain– her skin held the light.

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Mark Rothko

Posted on March 21, 2018 by John Biscello

Rending light to fit an artist’s capacity to survive caste form. (Artwork by Mark Rothko)

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Marguerite Duras

Posted on March 16, 2018 by John Biscello

Mapped, in glaring veins, cut, to secrete lucid text– Yes, love, I bleed light.

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Candles

Posted on March 16, 2018 by John Biscello

One for each of us, happy born-day, dear sister– Beyond human reach. (Artwork by Dorothea Tanning)

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Suitcases

Posted on March 11, 2018 by John Biscello

Traveling light, dark, baggage claimed, left behind, she ordered her life, simply, through metaphor and blithe repetitions, expecting very little in return. (Photo by Heather Ross)

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Lash

Posted on March 11, 2018 by John Biscello

The scarring gleam, to produce penitent beads of sorrow, through a lashed eye, darkly. (Photo by Man Ray)

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Constellate

Posted on March 8, 2018 by John Biscello

To see the stars, in daytime, like a siege of radiant, glyphic minnows constellating upon the surface of a lake, this, the child’s gift to vision, undisturbed. (Photo by Anne Brigman)

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