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Tag Archives: poet
Sylvia Plath
To be a mother, and to double as a dark sorceress, a cleaver of dried bones, could not have been easy. Especially in the 1950s. They burned witches then, as well as reds and blacks and faggots, and other things … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged John Biscello, poet, Poetry, sorcery, Sylvia Plath, The 50s, witch's brew
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The Smoking Bluebird
In honor of Charles Bukowski on his death-date, March 10th. Bluebird in his heart, caught in the cross-hairs of vice– Fuck pretty, sing life.
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged bluebird, Buke wuz here baby, charles bukowski, haiku, John Biscello, poet, the writing life, tribute
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Sylvia
Today, February 11, marks the death-date of the brilliant poet, Sylvia Plath. A tribute piece, from my collection Arclight. To be a mother, and to double as a dark sorceress, a cleaver of dried bones, could not have been easy. … Continue reading
Posted in Books, Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged arclight, celebration, John Biscello, love, poet, Sylvia Plath, the lyrical, tribute
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Kiss
In the resident smolder of lips, a seared prelude, announcing blatant recourse to the sheerest intent.
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Tagged erotic, John Biscello, kiss, lust, passion, poem, poet, Sylvia Plath
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Emily Dickinson
At the severest hour, everything fell within. A banquet hall after the crash, after the deluge, and you, a mouse, courting lull, tracked pawprints in flour, stalking floorboards for crumbled manna. You, the mouse, with slow heaven firing your eyes, … Continue reading
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Tagged 19th century, angels, emily dickinson, God, Heaven, house, John Biscello, mouse, poem, poet, Poetry, soul, spirit, verses, writer's life
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Anne Sexton
It begins with a stopwatch, and a glass of water. The stopwatch belonged to her father, or to her father’s father. The glass of water is a joke. Imagine trying to remedy all that desert within, all that scabbing red … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry, Prose, Uncategorized
Tagged anne sexton, confessional, daughter, dreams, fairy tale, father, John Biscello, Literary, poet, Poetry, portrait, sketch, suicide, woman, writer's life
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Sylvia, Triptych
Perhaps, Miss Sylvia, if there had been more sand on your beach, more sea to wash away the dead skin of pallid thoughts, more moonstruck nights rattling close to your fingers as you typed out the country of your heart, … Continue reading
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Tagged alchemy, Beauty, incantation, John Biscello, photos, poet, Poetry, speculation, Sylvia Plath, tragedy, triptych
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Anne and the Clouds
Anne, lovely disturbed Anne, pinned by gravity, and bedded to cobbles, cherishing the vagrant destiny of clouds, and calming distance.
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Tagged anne sexton, cherish, clouds, distance, John Biscello, photo, poem, poet, Poetry, sadness, serenity
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If L.L. Cool J. and Sylvia Plath Had Gotten Down
Listen to the spoken word track w/ music here. Don’t call it a Comeback— L.L. Cool J. wooing Sylvia Plath in broad daylight where they dance and get crazy theatrical doing the Lazarus (and doing it and doing it well) Sylvia … Continue reading
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Tagged John Biscello, L.L. Cool J, Literary, music, poem, poet, Poetry, pop culture, rap, Spoken Word, Sylvia Plath
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