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Tag Archives: Man Ray
Belfry
Make the small your domain. Your belfry for lost hours. Within the small words gather to tremble to sublimate to keep solitude company. Also they become cinema in which you are watching words gather to keep solitude company that being … Continue reading
Posted in Artwork, photography, Poetry, Prose
Tagged Cinema, lost hours, Man Ray, Prose, solitude, voices, words
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Origin Story
The music stayed still, grew its own body to rapture and grieve, in concert with a species of veil crafted from small, rare birds and the meshes of patterned weeping. (Image by Man Ray)
Posted in Artwork, Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged form following function, John Biscello, Man Ray, net worth, poem, Surrealism, woman in veil
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Phantom Itch
Hand, to buy or rent, if phantom props are your thing– Body optional. (Photo by Man Ray)
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged ghost, hand, John Biscello, Man Ray, phantom, phantom itch, photo, photogram, poem, surreal
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Lash
The scarring gleam, to produce penitent beads of sorrow, through a lashed eye, darkly. (Photo by Man Ray)
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged dark, eye, gleam, John Biscello, Light, Man Ray, photo, poem, Poetry, scars, sorrow, tears
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Closer
You said you knew me, but really, what did you know? Closer, I dare you. (Photo by Man Ray)
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged art, closer, double, haiku, identity, image, John Biscello, Man Ray, photograph, poem, Poetry
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Net
Naked, net value of a girl’s dreamless longing– Musing upon loss.
Posted in Artwork, Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged girl, haiku, John Biscello, loss, Man Ray, mannequin, Muse, net, photo, photography, poem, Poetry
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Braid
Drizzle of clear beads, perfect climate for daybreak– Silence braids our grief.
Posted in Artwork, Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged girl, grief, haiku, John Biscello, love, Man Ray, photo, photography, poem, Poetry, sorrow, tears, weeping
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Feral
Seized, I am in the ripe feral grip of the new language she is speaking. Her voice fronting a glassy, ciphered edge, a grifting menace. Every calculated utterance bears double and triple meaning, with common intent to baffle, disarm, intrigue, … Continue reading
Posted in Artwork, Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged epitaph, John Biscello, language, Literary, Man Ray, photography
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Gondola
Distance, the middle ground between lovers locked in psychic undress; a ritual burlesque exposing wounds, we reverse course and seed safe harbors at the expense of metaphor and masks; intimacy skinned to savor a new course, near to grace, unfiltered.
Posted in Artwork, Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged gondola, grace, John Biscello, Literary, love, lovers, Man Ray, mannequin, Poetry
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