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Tag Archives: metaphor
Labyrinth
You say no more words because it is something to say, a way to get started on using more words to constellate yourself, to orient your innate trembling. Mapless, we wander. To wander, mapless and wordless, what would that be … Continue reading →
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Tagged Cinema, fiction, labyrinth, metaphor, Prose, silence, silent film, words
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Upon Closer Examination
There is a slow burn to holy. The headwaters of holy froth and burble and fizz and speak scandalously in serpent’s alabaster tongues. Do not mistake symbols for metaphors. Do not mistake doors for exits. Your dreams need not possess … Continue reading →
Analog
Light. Like ten thousand fingers scaling the arpeggios of lives minted and scattered— the autobiography of days demanding their own masks— and we, the weepless ones, dry and several worlds removed, drown in the riptides of bass and metaphor within … Continue reading →
Tongues
“To meditative minds the ineffable is cryptic, inarticulate: dots, marks of secret meaning, scattered hints, to be gathered, deciphered and formed into evidence; while in moments of insight the ineffable is a metaphor in a forgotten mother tongue.” — Abraham … Continue reading →
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Tagged abraham joshua heschel, eden, haiku, I asked for wonder, John Biscello, metaphor, poem
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The Never-Ending Story
We are, rest assured, eternity localized. You being the metaphor and axis upon which a real life is imagined and inspired by a dream story.
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Tagged eternity, John Biscello, metaphor, never ending story, poem, Poetry
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Whet
It’s funny how lust secretes its stories through text whetting metaphors.
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Tagged haiku, John Biscello, lust, metaphor, passion, poem, sensuality, stories, touch
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Suitcases
Traveling light, dark, baggage claimed, left behind, she ordered her life, simply, through metaphor and blithe repetitions, expecting very little in return. (Photo by Heather Ross)
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Tagged dark, heather ross, John Biscello, journey, Light, metaphor, photo, poem, suitcases, travel, woman
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Distance
Fringing the stark shadow of a lucid twig, two fallen leaves court from the distance of metaphor.
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Tagged black and white, John Biscello, leaves, metaphor, nature, photo, poem, Poetry, shadow, sidewalk, twig
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Baffle
It had been a long climb up the steps, and an even longer journey to get there. And now this. The man, who had been a boy when he started the trip, paused, to catch his breath, to settle into … Continue reading →
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Tagged abandoned, baffle, gallery, girl, John Biscello, key, metaphor, mystery, poem, riddle, Taos
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