Tag Archives: myth

Narcissus: a Haiku Break-Up

Posted on January 17, 2018 by John Biscello

It’s not really me, but more, well, I suppose you: nothing personal.

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Scorpion

Posted on November 6, 2017 by John Biscello

Scorpion, who fears thy immortal symmetry imprinted upon a lidless void? Who dares tread upon your inky black trail of shelled pearls and amative resin? You, Sex, You, Death, You, primordial sleep and whipped wake of Pan’s ancient cloven song– … Continue reading →

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Timbre

Posted on October 19, 2017 by John Biscello

Night’s chance encounters, gifting the timbre of myth– Love’s illicit wake.

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Waves

Posted on October 19, 2017 by John Biscello

Beaten back by waves, Salvation’s mirage on shore– sailors dream of home.

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Siren II

Posted on October 19, 2017 by John Biscello

A knowing last glance, no man can possess a myth– To wreck, grasping air.

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Siren

Posted on October 19, 2017 by John Biscello

Blaming the siren is false, your heart chose drowning long before her call.

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She-Wolf

Posted on October 19, 2017 by John Biscello

With feral intent, the she-wolf leaves pink moons torn– ripe chaos ensues.

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Dive

Posted on October 19, 2017 by John Biscello

By land and by sea, this realm so full of weeping– Dive deep, my love, dive.

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Rilke

Posted on October 17, 2017 by John Biscello

Consort of angels, intimacies unfettered– split man between worlds.

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Little Red

Posted on August 20, 2017 by John Biscello

To clearly separate fiction from fact: Little Red ran, not in terror, but to grab an ax from the back of her well-stocked shed– the Wolf, as you can plainly see, never stood a chance against Little Red’s darker twin, Wrath, … Continue reading →

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