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Tag Archives: poem
The Looking Glass
It was how we decided to see ourselves, tailored to a fit of original distortion, which, over time, would be clarified to a point of unimaginable error and distraction. (First ever TV image, 1926)
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged drawn and quartered, image conscious, John Biscello, poem, screen time, TV Land
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Rending on High
The angel is not nice, nor sweet as pie in the sky or Disneyified to package the ecstasy as something more benignly palatable, no, the angel is radically explicit, unfiltered, and true to its cause, exacting the swiftest deepest means … Continue reading
Posted in Artwork, Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged angel, bernini, bliss, italy, John Biscello, poem, rapture, saint teresa, sculpture, spearheading
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Ryokan Was Here
Is it lonely, hmmm? Single tree fondled by the moist fingers of mist.
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged all this mist, haiku, John Biscello, poem, Ryokan, this lonely life, wandering, zen
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The Source
Their hearts, registered as infinite beacons, have gone gently and luminously into nights not so good and pitch-black, braving flytrap folds and god-awful rows to soothe, mend and restore the bruised vitals of daughters and sons; they go, infused with … Continue reading
Posted in Artwork, Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged creation, John Biscello, love is real, mercy and compassion, mother spirit, mother's day, motherlove, poem, tribute
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Ray Bradbury Presents…
Time and again inventing wings on the way down and in Ray lived according to Imagination’s standard and grinned while risking it all on the first and last word.
Radiance Do Dance
Sometimes it is a breakaway of color, a kaleidoscopic spray and rupture that does the trick in convincing the light to warm your veins and stay a little while longer. (Artwork by Jackson Pollock)
Posted in Artwork, Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged Abstract Expressionism, grafitti consciousness, Jackson Pollock, John Biscello, poem, spraylighting
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Fear and Loathing in Golgotha
Beatitude earned by way of human cruelty– The head count, shameful. (Film still from The Passion of Joan of Arc)
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged haiku, joan of arc, John Biscello, martyrdom, passion of joan of arc, poem, renee maria falconetti, saint, silent film
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The Way We Were
Something about sap, and scent, and leaving everything behind to avoid death by porcelain, and usher in the right rain in real-time. They had grown sick of being someone else’s decoys engineered to lure in god knows what on a … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged from out of the forest came, hold still a minute, John Biscello, nymphella, parasol, poem, vintage
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Grayscale
For millennia, a cross that stones bear nobly– mute throughout the din. (Installation by Yoko Ono)
Posted in Artwork, Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged haiku, installation, John Biscello, on the rocks, poem, stones, yoko ono
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This Side of Paradise
Marshaling heaven the keys to the kingdom find writers typing.
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Tagged haiku, Heaven, John Biscello, keys, poem, typewriter, vintage, writer's life
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