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Tag Archives: metamorphosis
Firsting Impression
It happens fast, this life— the first trembling chapter of an impending sneeze, the half-slitted stutter of a lid’s ambition to wink— We are, timewise, less than these things in the gaugeless cosmic scheme. And yet beyond these words, and … Continue reading →
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Tagged John Biscello, metamorphosis, metaphysical riff, poem, Poetry, soulplay, starstuff, what dreams may come
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Ascension
Crisped at the edges, gilded wings of the Phoenix fanning flames to rise. Image by Izumi Yokoyama
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Tagged Artwork, haiku, izumi yokoyama, John Biscello, metamorphosis, pen and ink, phoenix, phoenix rising, poem, transformation
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Birthing Pains
To see, everywhere, brave little lights going up, flares of hope and justice, holding hands to tip the scales in a bond of solidarity, a fire-chastened purge and desire for change’s holy golden grail, the quest, a blessed rhyme and … Continue reading →
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Tagged golden grail, light show, metamorphosis, Poetry, the mission, the quest
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Shed
It is never in your best interest to fashion yourself in a corset of old dead skin; shed, as a sibilant directive, breathes ceremony into the places where you ache, to die, and begin again.
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Tagged ch-ch-ch-changes, John Biscello, metamorphosis, out with the old, Poetry, shedding, transformation
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Childhood’s Wake
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Tagged childhood's edge, dreamscaping, John Biscello, metamorphosis, no holds bard, Poetry, renaissance, Spoken Word
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Into the Mystic
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Tagged bird-play, John Biscello, metamorphosis, no holds bard, Poetry, shamanism, Spoken Word, this lyrical life, visionary being
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Rainbow Connection 2020
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Tagged between the lines, John Biscello, metamorphosis, no holds bard, Poetry, rainbow connection, raising voices, Spoken Word, you say you want a revolution
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Butterfly, in Black and White
Yesterday, before the fist-prints made their way onto the walls of the gallery as a show of solidarity, there was a moment, one of those small simple yet powerful moments which are easily dismissed or overlooked. Me, and my partner, … Continue reading →
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Tagged butterfly, flight, grace, John Biscello, love, lyrics, metamorphosis, poem, Poetry, solidarity, transformation
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Birthing Pains
To see, everywhere, brave little lights going up, flares of hope and justice, holding hands to tip the scales in a bond of solidarity, a fire-chastened purge and desire for change’s holy golden grail, the quest, a blessed rhyme and … Continue reading →
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Tagged birthing process, ch-ch-ch-changes, get it together, John Biscello, light show, love is real, mercy mercy me, metamorphosis, Poetry, we the people
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Legend
Metamorphosis makes demands on us all, and imposes its necessary will, but love, rooted in omnipresence, is not subject to change. It is a legend, limitless in freight and scope, and famous for its radiant center.
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