Tag Archives: poem

Louise to the nth degree

Posted on March 22, 2018 by John Biscello

Remember, love, there’s more of me where I came from– Frames cannot hold us.

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Arson

Posted on March 22, 2018 by John Biscello

Committing arson, five-alarm siren on screen– Louise Brooks, how you burned.    

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Chaplin, Keaton

Posted on March 22, 2018 by John Biscello

Men, who took the fall, to keep the world in stitches– Clowning achievement.   (Film still from Limelight, the only film in which Chaplin and Keaton appeared together).    

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Jean Rhys at Twilight

Posted on March 21, 2018 by John Biscello

Nutrition fact: Did you know that windows like to eat writers who diet on silence and dust-motes, they swallow the writers whole, or in fragments, devouring them slowly, ever so slowly, until all that remains is a ghost, where a … Continue reading →

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Jackson Pollock

Posted on March 21, 2018 by John Biscello

  Ballet in a storm, one man’s kinetic forecast– You will know my name.

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Scent

Posted on March 21, 2018 by John Biscello

Suspicion assails, Why did he give this to me? The scent of a trail.   (Artwork by Paul Klee)    

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Night Moves

Posted on March 21, 2018 by John Biscello

Tree’s night-perm like fog, stars pining to get lost there– Long distance courtship.   (Artwork by Georgia O’ Keefe)

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Mark Rothko

Posted on March 21, 2018 by John Biscello

Rending light to fit an artist’s capacity to survive caste form.   (Artwork by Mark Rothko)

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Girl, Chair

Posted on March 20, 2018 by John Biscello

The girl in the chair is no longer the girl in the chair, she is neither here nor there, she is always and forget-me-not, soul-spray and glacial uproar causing a siege, she is the spidery patterns of her exploded heart, … Continue reading →

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Superstar

Posted on March 20, 2018 by John Biscello

Baby, forget the petals, we’ll feed you thorns, you’ll be like Jesus Christ in black tights, a superstar in dark eye shadow, Joan of Arc with your own pop-branded stigmata, the world will adore you– What do you say? Will … Continue reading →

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