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Postmodern Prehistory

Posted on April 3, 2019 by John Biscello

They were here before us, and they will be back after we are gone, the seers with the first eyes, the artists absolute in their sublime regard for the brute miracles of the everyday divine.

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Arbus and the Balloon

Posted on April 3, 2019 by John Biscello

Consider the balloon, a bobbing derivative of gravity defied, a plaything modeling its claim of the edge to give the background its sublime due.

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Reverie

Posted on April 3, 2019 by John Biscello

Diane Arbus dreams of dissected twins in love while teething on grass.

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Ghostprints

Posted on April 3, 2019 by John Biscello

Long before there was Adam’s itchy rib and Eve’s ruptured spleen there was a travesty of hands a transversal flowerbed of fngers reaching in jilted unsion to grasp not the meaning of God but rather the infinitely sweeping hem of … Continue reading →

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Rainy Day Concerto

Posted on April 2, 2019 by John Biscello

Hello, floating world, tilted by sudden downpour– In crossing, feet sing.   (Artwork by Hiroshige)

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The Fugitive

Posted on April 2, 2019 by John Biscello

One of these mornings, when the weather was different, more forgiving, she would catch up to herself, that fretful woman always just ahead, fifty to one hundred steps or so, hastening to avoid the rain-darkened woman always just behind her … Continue reading →

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Coupling

Posted on April 2, 2019 by John Biscello

Longing comes to know itself as a bushy plant straddling the mist-slicked head of a motionless bike, the soft conjoining tease of silhouettes banking on an anonymous night.   (Photo by Brassai)    

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Dinner’s Guess and Coming to Who

Posted on April 2, 2019 by John Biscello

Young man, get in this kitchen RIGHT NOW and clean up your mess, we have guests coming for dinner and what would they say if they saw a guitar aborting a knife into a drawer framed for murder? And where … Continue reading →

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Seven Ways of Looking at a Starry Horse

Posted on April 2, 2019 by John Biscello

Poem-art matrimony as part of the Poetry in Public Places Project.

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George

Posted on April 1, 2019 by John Biscello

Monday, April 1st Went bowling with George last night. He refused to pick up the ball, just stood there, frozen, blank, his hands rsing toward his ears in a lullaby clasp as if he was planning on taking a nap. … Continue reading →

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