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Tag Archives: love is real
The Source
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 and sons; they go, infused with … Continue reading
Posted in Artwork, Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged creation, John Biscello, love is real, mercy and compassion, mother spirit, mother's day, motherlove, poem, tribute
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This Way In
There is a holding that patterns its assured grip on a tender charge.
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged cheek to cheek, haiku, John Biscello, love is real, motherlove, photo, poem, we are family
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Request
When I splinter, and I know I will, blow gently upon the shavings and dust, and perhaps, if you are compelled, trace a line or two, an abstract doodle, into the finite grains of my asymmetry, and in honoring your … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged art projects for lovers, breaking into the light, honoring ritual, John Biscello, love is real, poem
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Decree
If you are wondering what is happening to the earth, or what that sound is you hear at night, halfway between dream and mortar, rest easy, it is simply women waking up to move mountains, by order of the Moon’s … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged John Biscello, love is real, mother knows best, mountain relocation program, poem, waking women
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I Believe in Miracles
I am learning, or perhaps unlearning, to believe wildly in the fresh crop and siege of miracles that are happening right under my eyes every day. If I fail to see them, if my self-limiting perspective narrows into a myopic … Continue reading
All the Marys
All the merciful Marys gathered at the brisk pool of light and through the silvery meshes of tears recalled the angels to mother the favored arc of true grail and unflagging love.
Love is Real, the Remix
I thought I knew a lot, explanations analyses profound conjectures nothing new under the sun stupid is as stupid does tomorrow tomorrow tomorrow marathon swims in the think tank and abstractions wrapped like leaden scarves and flags round my neck … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged Beauty, child, feeling, John Biscello, love, love is real, mother, poem, spirit
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