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Tag Archives: mask
Calamity Jane
Posted in Audio, photography, Poetry, Prose
Tagged Audio, calamity jane, mask, persona, Poetry, Prose, Spoken Word, story, the road, words
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Venetian Noir
Venetian Noir. Because every writer needs at least one identity crisis and an alter ego to match.
Posted in Prose, Uncategorized
Tagged alter ego, John Biscello, mask, storyteller, the writing life 2018, trenchcoat, venetian noir, writer
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Claim for the Meek
I do not want to see the face of God. I want to see her mask, where and for whom it cracked, the causal history of lines and fissures; want to trace, with blind mute innocence, the light quartered and … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged claim, God, Goddess, John Biscello, Light, love, mask, meek, poem, Poetry, spirit
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Once
The face you don’t see, marred by Love’s forfeit and cease– She was the one, once.
Posted in Artwork, Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged artwork painting, dreams, haiku, John Biscello, loss, love, mask, pain, poem, Poetry, Rouault, tragedy, tragic clown
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Mask
You cannot see tears burned inside a hidden face– Dying by degrees.
Posted in Artwork, Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged Artwork, face, haiku, John Biscello, mask, poem, Poetry, venetian mask, venice
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Reign
By cyclical turns, opiate visions seal clouds– Siren’s acid reign.
Posted in Artwork, Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged haiku, indolence, John Biscello, Literary, mask, opium, photo, poem, Poetry, vintage, woman
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Shuffle
Rigged shuffle to bare, Love being not blind but masked– Pair of hearts, folding.
Stir
Scraping grave remnants, the woman’s canceled bones stir– You will know my name.
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged bones, grave, haiku, John Biscello, mask, photo, poem, Poetry, reclaim, resurrection, woman
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American Beauty
It was only after they were dropped off and left alone in the middle of an autumn-brushed field, that she realized that the man with whom she was paired was no longer her husband, or never had been; the stranger’s … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged american beauty, gothic, grass, hood, intimacy, John Biscello, love, man, marriage, mask, poem, Poetry, woman
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Corset
In a vain attempt, she corseted herself in green wind and cellophane, votive to a thin whip of air. As she lay there, colors emptying to gray, before the round voices and fast hands came, she fell in and saw … Continue reading
Posted in Artwork, Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged epitaph, fable, fiction, inner child, John Biscello, knife, mask, Poetry
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