Tag Archives: Light

Pour

Posted on October 15, 2016 by John Biscello

So much light poured in, so much passive worth.

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Bellwether

Posted on September 29, 2016 by John Biscello

Lidless, the fluent graze of dispersive light, Braille for the heart by which to envision, or, how a river of eyes, vim and bellwethered, cite Forgiveness to tow the pending divide.

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Pearl

Posted on September 25, 2016 by John Biscello

In the shadow of a stray leaf, the ribbed modeling of pearlescent light, Autumn’s plein-air portrait, in miniature, unsigned.

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Bearing

Posted on August 18, 2016 by John Biscello

Friends, and loved ones, I know that so many of you are struggling with shadow-play right now, that your hands are busy knitting in the dark, negotiating long-held absences and haunts, humanly attempting to massage muddle and confusion into clarity; … Continue reading →

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Wheelbarrow

Posted on June 30, 2016 by John Biscello

(Written in response to Josef Sudek’s “Contrasts, St. Vitus Cathedral”). Considering the slopes of noble toil and grave matter, so much depends upon a soiled wheelbarrow.

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Husk

Posted on May 15, 2016 by John Biscello

The quiet net of one’s fingers, mute and aggrieved, yet lapping volumes of light, a measureless brood husking the dark to derive a glean, its rivet bound to the commonest plight.

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The Source

Posted on May 8, 2016 by John Biscello

This poem dedicated to mothers’ everywhere. Their hearts, registered as infinite beacons, have gone gently and luminously into nights not so good and pitch-black, braving flytrap folds and god-awful rows to soothe, mend and restore the bruised vitals of daughters … Continue reading →

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Aperture

Posted on April 30, 2016 by John Biscello

Fade, how the light, contracting Amnesia, tenderly submits by subtly engaging a trick lens.

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