Tag Archives: love

Daisy

Posted on April 8, 2019 by John Biscello

The daisy listens to the dark pressing inward– a mute, glistening.

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Sylvia

Posted on February 11, 2019 by John Biscello

Today, February 11, marks the death-date of the brilliant poet, Sylvia Plath. A tribute piece, from my collection Arclight. To be a mother, and to double as a dark sorceress, a cleaver of dried bones, could not have been easy. … Continue reading →

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In the Company of Words

Posted on January 7, 2019 by John Biscello

At times, the savvy and elaborate architecture of words, the stunning and complex tapestry of language, its magisterial tunings to sound, is, in its beggared haunt and infancy, rooted in the unscabbed core of a pinking utterance, a single quiver … Continue reading →

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Desire by Any Other Claim

Posted on January 2, 2019 by John Biscello

We were walking scarside, had been for a long time. The wind sounded like fading bells, the air smelled of singed salt. I asked her how her heart was holding up. Good, she smiled, it’s floating jellyfishlike in a pool … Continue reading →

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How Winter Springs

Posted on December 24, 2018 by John Biscello

Garden caked in snow, single charmed rose, metaphor to give hope its due.

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Zuzu’s Petals

Posted on December 23, 2018 by John Biscello

A father’s pocket, containing secret petals— the meaning of love.

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Fred and Ginger’s Step-children

Posted on December 20, 2018 by John Biscello

There is a stunning and original reciprocity that takes place when two people are moved to dance while holding hands with only air beneath their feet.

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Ghostfeed

Posted on December 16, 2018 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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Anya Rising

Posted on December 16, 2018 by John Biscello

Except from No Man’s Brooklyn: I see her rising off the bathroom tiles, toes pointing downward. I know this is a dream but I also know this actually happened, once, a long time ago. Except then Anya … Continue reading →

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Roseblood

Posted on December 12, 2018 by John Biscello

I could feel the music of a slow future dying inside me. And the past very much alive, like shimmering beatific flowers, like luscious night-thistles. The past is a changeable feast. Except it is a feast that eats and eats … Continue reading →

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