Tag Archives: ocean

Titanic

Posted on June 27, 2024 by John Biscello

If there were two, then let us say there were two. The two danced on the time-haunted deck of the Titanic, they called it the Titanic because they understood the floor beneath their feet was not to be trusted, nor … Continue reading →

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Andrea Doria

Posted on June 27, 2024 by John Biscello

Itchy navels, persecutions, manias, projections, snot-rimmed abysses, it’s been a mixed bag of plenty and none, and here I sit with the day’s teeth growing long and chopping down with razor-edged intensity … the stringent air of day after days … Continue reading →

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Andrea Doria

Posted on February 21, 2024 by John Biscello

Itchy navels, persecutions, manias, projections, snot-rimmed abysses, it’s been a mixed bag of plenty and none, and here I sit with the day’s teeth growing long and chomping down with razor-edged intensity … the stringent air of day after days … Continue reading →

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Titanic

Posted on January 29, 2024 by John Biscello

A voyage into the time-haunted unknown, a love story casting two alone as wreckmates aboard a sinking ship in a salacious sea of bop consciousness.

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Titanic

Posted on January 28, 2024 by John Biscello

If there were two, then let us say there were two. The two danced on the time-haunted deck of the Titanic, they called it the Titanic because they understood the floor beneath their feet was not to be trusted, nor … Continue reading →

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Before Beauty

Posted on December 23, 2023 by John Biscello

Count the number of wrinkles in the night sky. Count the number of wrinkles in the ocean. Tell the sky it is old and beautiful. Tell the ocean it is old and beautiful. Write a note saying—I am old and … Continue reading →

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Ship

Posted on December 18, 2023 by John Biscello

Be alone in small solitude in a room. Place votive candles in a scale model of a famous ship, the Lusitania, the Andrea Doria, the Titanic. Close your eyes. See yourself on the ship mingling with the other passengers. Listen … Continue reading →

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Affair to Remember

Posted on August 12, 2022 by John Biscello

Sea, I never want to marry you. I want us to have a never-ending fling, a love affair flooded with longing and desire … I want to miss you … want to remain missably yours … want to miss you … Continue reading →

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Sentenced

Posted on August 12, 2022 by John Biscello

I, a lone comma pulsing within the voluptuous grammar of the ocean.

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Milk & Angels

Posted on June 6, 2018 by John Biscello

Slotted between worlds, a living wake, whitefulness encroaching like a milkspreading cape of ocean, the requisite baffle and glare, It must be the angels riding in mounted on Mercy, you think, and you wait for them to turn the corner, … Continue reading →

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