Tag Archives: photography

Sub-Versive

Posted on January 9, 2023 by John Biscello

It was a pleasure working with the supple-minded, vision-eyed, Michael Falasco, on the Sub-Versive photo series. Two hybrid snaps from our collaboration.

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Torch Song

Posted on December 13, 2022 by John Biscello

From the series, “Interior Lighting for Lost Cinema”

Posted in Audio, Cinema, photography, Poetry | Tagged cindy sherman, photography, sorcereress, spoke word, torch song, voice, words | Leave a comment

In Our Solitude

Posted on November 27, 2022 by John Biscello

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Born Yesterday

Posted on November 24, 2022 by John Biscello

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Birthing Slivers

Posted on November 21, 2022 by John Biscello

She came to me when I was a child. Let’s say when I was two, no three. She came to me when I was three. That is me, aged three, centuries ago, someone else’s tears crystallized into this frail pulsing … Continue reading →

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Breathing Lessons

Posted on November 21, 2022 by John Biscello

In school they taught us how to breathe differently. There were other lessons but this was considered the most important one. We had to learn a new way of breathing. Techniques, exercises: what to do, what not to do. They … Continue reading →

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Found Lost

Posted on November 15, 2022 by John Biscello

We recall fondly. We recollect. The good old days in which we titled windmills redolently and rode clanging dusty boxcars across the glaring horizontal spread of america. What a lay we said hitching up our pants sticking our peckers into … Continue reading →

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Partitions

Posted on November 14, 2022 by John Biscello

It has been called this mortal longing and we have all hailed there all ached there swearing. Between lisping partitions of rain we seek phantom threads blue gray promising to guide us down unmarked roads to deepening distances. Seeking being … Continue reading →

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The Unseen

Posted on November 14, 2022 by John Biscello

We lie here in fields dreaming unseen and fondle ourselves forgetting ourselves. In intermittent flashes elegies come as summons as reminders advertising what it was like to be human whenever that was. What was it like to be human the … Continue reading →

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Tender is the Night

Posted on September 18, 2022 by John Biscello

Posted in photography, Poetry | Tagged Jazz Age, New Mexico, photo op, photography, Taos, the writing life | Leave a comment