Tag Archives: memory

Hallway

Posted on March 4, 2018 by John Biscello

This could be titled John Biscello Doesn’t Live Here Anymore, could be titled Romancing the Ghosts, or perhaps no title at all, just a flickering reminiscence trapped in a photo snapped by a childhood friend who swears that he occasionally … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized | Tagged 1741, 62nd street, Bensonhurst, Brooklyn, childhood, friend, ghosts, hallway, house, John Biscello, memory, photo, play, poem, the past | 1 Comment

Indelible

Posted on February 24, 2018 by John Biscello

To ebb, the startling clarity of a stolen kiss sentenced to null and ghost, to lips indelibly parted then closed.

Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized | Tagged ebb, erotic, intimacy, John Biscello, kiss, love, memory, mouth, passion, poem, Poetry, romance, touch | Leave a comment

Feelism

Posted on January 15, 2018 by John Biscello

Feelism: emotional subjectivity filtered through the prism of Memory; story-seeds rooted in sensual Nostalgia. In my book, this is what happened has always taken a backseat to this is how it felt.

Posted in Prose, Uncategorized | Tagged emotion, Feelism, fiction, John Biscello, memory, nostalgia, stories, storytelling, subjectivity, the writing life | Leave a comment

Slant

Posted on January 15, 2018 by John Biscello

Emily Dickinson advised that we “tell it slant.” This makes sense. Telling it slant is a natural outgrowth of living it slant. Oblique paths and slanted paths dominate my sense of inner geography. Dylan Thomas wrote: “The memories of childhood … Continue reading →

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Clemency

Posted on December 31, 2017 by John Biscello

At love’s wake, Clemency, claiming the casualty of mask, bleeds gently the half-moon lids of pink and purpose, how we chance to fade into strangers at the risk of memory.

Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized | Tagged casulaty, clemency, dream, John Biscello, love, meek, memory, moon, poem, relationship, romance | Leave a comment

Winter, a Love Story

Posted on December 7, 2017 by John Biscello

Winter’s brides, wearing long white scarves of sleet and song, touching pale sky to blue lips, breathing memory and frost; their sorrow and spectral want grows hands that enclose me, a robust crush, matrimonial in its grip, until I am … Continue reading →

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Sleet

Posted on November 7, 2017 by John Biscello

Scattered, like numinous sleet of commas, the faeries intimated bright shards of language, not yet discovered or long since forgotten.

Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized | Tagged bright, commas, discovery, dream, faeries, John Biscello, language, Light, love, magic, memory, mysticism, poem, Poetry, sleet | Leave a comment

Bask

Posted on November 4, 2017 by John Biscello

To perish, gently, in a siege of love, every last wildflower the smiling face of a memory, basking, as you cede to the cradle of warm dream.

Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized | Tagged bask, dream, gentle, grief, John Biscello, Light, love, love poem, memory, Poetry, symmetry, tender, wildflower | Leave a comment

Tow

Posted on July 4, 2017 by John Biscello

Grief, its memory a river bound to a course inveighing a volatile tow.

Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized | Tagged grief, John Biscello, memory, poem, Poetry, river | 2 Comments

Birth of a Prologue

Posted on June 9, 2017 by John Biscello

They say you can’t go home again. I don’t know who “they” are, but apparently this mysterious phantom collective is well-stocked in facts, aphorisms and guidelines. I was going home again, to Brooklyn, though the notion of return, … Continue reading →

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