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Hemingway in Mexico

Posted on August 23, 2018 by John Biscello

Papa Hemingway, gone to pot in Mexico– to have and have not. Advertisements

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Door

Posted on August 6, 2018 by John Biscello

There is a legend of a door hidden from hearts– How stones, unturned, scar.

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Swell

Posted on August 5, 2018 by John Biscello

This house on a hill, overlooking love, dreams us– Clouds, gently touched, swell.

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Terrace

Posted on August 5, 2018 by John Biscello

Young girl on terrace, looking down upon the world– Where did mommy go?

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Picasso Who?

Posted on August 5, 2018 by John Biscello

No painter required, just a door, and running blues– Fuck museum walls.

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Buddha’s Ninth Life

Posted on August 2, 2018 by John Biscello

Fasting on patience, the cat became enlightened– No reason to leap.

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How Stones Love

Posted on August 1, 2018 by John Biscello

Almost as if the stones, a bundle of prehistoric easter eggs, and petrified sweeps and flourishes of gondoliering motion, were modeling poetry, an implacable ode and incalculable sonnet to the sea, whose flagrant tempest, bound to strict meter, abrades the … Continue reading →

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Orpheus in Mexico

Posted on August 1, 2018 by John Biscello

Wherever there is a time-scarred stone stairwell, there is the wandersick soul of Orpheus, forever walking backwards in search of his Eurydice, her heart the lost season in a hell of imagined distance.

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It’s All Greek to Me

Posted on August 1, 2018 by John Biscello

Katabasis, Greek for downgoing or descent– Orpheus, evinced.

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