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Tag Archives: Muse
Prayer
Thank you, is the simplest and most profound prayer I know, borne along on a sea of breath, it returns to itself, the divinest echo from God’s muse to my lips.
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Tagged breath, God, John Biscello, love, Muse, poem, prayer, thank you, thank you again
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Still Life w/ Selfie
How I, my ego-fiend-self, craves and wishes and desires to take ultimate credit for the words and poems attaching themselves to their mortal host, John Biscello, thinly grafted to his signature and persona, but deep down I understand all … Continue reading
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Tagged cosmos, creation, God, John Biscello, love, Muse, Person/a, poem, self, spirit, words, writer's life
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Sculpt
To sculpt, with just the right amount of brandish, and restraint, how you, art to your own crumble and chasten, exact marvel, slowly, at the Muse’s favored bidding.
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Tagged art, creation, John Biscello, life, Muse, poem, Poetry, spirit
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Room Service
Form-fitted to God, the Muse brought in her posse– Room for improvement.
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Tagged creation, dream, form, God, John Biscello, Muse, poem, Poetry, posse, spirit
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Canticle
Thistles, structuring a feral paragraph in open space, as the stray feather, cruciform to fence, parlays the canticle of Muse, unfettered.
Bask
Rapt, in gratitude, the writer fasting on silence, and slimmest wisps, to gain Beauty’s favor and superlative bask, beyond recognition.
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Tagged bask, Beauty, expression, John Biscello, Literary, Muse, poem, Poetry, writer, writign life
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Coil
To caper at the edge, where the seething lyric happens, poetry with slits and fast teeth, where the hours of phenomena are boiled and reduced to a single quivering instant, an umbilical knot of light upon tenderest scraps and coils. … Continue reading
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Tagged coil, craft, edge, essentials, God, John Biscello, language, love, Muse, poem, writing life
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Musing
Birdless solitude, Winter’s song, slow, deep, solemn– Musing upon spring.
Posted in Artwork, Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged Andrew Wyeth, Artwork, birds, bones, cold, haiku, John Biscello, landscape, Muse, nature, poem, Poetry, pond, snow, solitude, tree, Winter, winter scene
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Balm
To write a poem that demands nothing from anyone else, truly asks for nothing, except to become, is the purest placeholder for the Muse’s proferred balm.
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Tagged art, balm, become, creatvity, dreams, John Biscello, Literary, Muse, poem, Poetry, profer, writing
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