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Tag Archives: mysticism
Stones, Passing
At the carnival I was most intrigued by the stone-swallower. A waifish bronze-skinned lady with dark hair, plaited, and slender fingers. I was rapt, watching the way she carefully arranged the stones to form a sort of pyramid at her … Continue reading
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Tagged carnival, dreamlike, dust to dust, John Biscello, mystery girl, mysticism, open wide, poem, stone-honoring, stones, woman
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Childhood’s Wake
You can feel it in the air, a razory sheen, all the childhoods that were lost or stolen or seized or buried to model catacombs and secret lairs, are returning to the surface bigtime, the reclaimants growing new teeth and … Continue reading
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Tagged Beauty, childhood, John Biscello, love, mysticism, poem, rebirth, self-expression, soul, spirit, what dreams may come
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Charred
I was there, nameless gluttony of charged particles, when the dream-trees were felled by alabaster whorls of lightning. From the siege I salvaged a charred branch, which became my staff, my walking stick, and I began to wander in search … Continue reading
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Tagged devotion, dream-trees, gnostic, Hermit, invocation, John Biscello, lightning, love, mystic, mysticism, nature, particles, poem, Poetry, trees, wanderer
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Sleet
Scattered, like numinous sleet of commas, the faeries intimated bright shards of language, not yet discovered or long since forgotten.
Crayfish
Crayfish, obsidian, antennaed, slick with frothy scum as you crawl up from the brackish rim of a forgotten pond, my heart recalls you as an ancient mystic, an oracle of medicine, who needs not license nor recognition to exact vital … Continue reading
