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Tag Archives: Poetry
Zoom Reading this Wed.
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Posted in Audio, Books, Poetry, Press, Prose, Publications, Video
Tagged author, John Biscello, mick bennett, Poetry, Prose, Reading, unsolicited press, zoom
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In Praise of Honey
Spoken word track w/ Ben Wright on bass and Nirmalan Mayura on flute. Image by James McNeill Whistler.
Posted in Artwork, Audio, Cinema, photography, Poetry, Video
Tagged honey, music, Poetry, Spoken Word, Whistler
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Jack Kerouac
Cinematic poetic tribute to Jack Kerouac, honoring his centennial birthday (March 12, 2022).
Posted in Audio, Books, Cinema, photography, Poetry, Press, Prose
Tagged beat generation, beat tobop, film, jack kerouac, kerouac centennial 2022, Poetry, Spoken Word, Video
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After Party
She, Lazarus, back from the dead, with a musical vengeance— A beat, Christ, please, she asks of her martyred D.J., half-light, half-man, and out climbs her voice, grinding through rubble, a dark velvet toy wound up for centuries, released, on … Continue reading
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Tagged arclight, book, collection, don't call it a comeback, Indie Blue Publishing, Lady Lazarus, poems, Poetry
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Immigration Laws
We areimmigrants in our own skin,flash-fire refugeeswho get by with falsified papers,fake IDs, and forged signatures.If caught and found guiltyof a trespassor transgression,we pardon ourselvesin our native tongues,language a placeholderfor the nameswe were forcedto annul. (Poem from the collection, Arclight.)
Posted in Artwork, Books, photography, Poetry
Tagged arclight, Indie Blu(e), Poetry, poetry book, word to the mother
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Claim for the Meek
I do not want to see the face of God. I want to see her mask, where and for whom it cracked, the causal history of lines and fissures; want to trace, with blind mute innocence, the light quartered and … Continue reading
Posted in Artwork, Books, photography, Poetry
Tagged book, collection, indie arts, Indie Blue Publishing, indie strong, literature, Poetry, the writing life
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Shutter
Witness to a claim, Pandora’s box-cutting gaze– hope at the bottom.
Posted in Cinema, photography, Poetry, Press, Publications
Tagged haiku, louise brooks, Poetry, screen siren, silent film
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Cadenza
Some death is musical, a candied apparition scalding the bones of Venus in soft chambers of silk and notes of smoldering silence.
Posted in Cinema, photography, Poetry
Tagged Cinema, louise brooks, lulu, Poetry, screen sirens, silent film stars
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Silent Night
Start with the glacial base, the hunk of unforgiving crystal on which the tree is mounted, then trace the filigreed limbs of the tree, its shadow a twin belonging to the woman modeling Winter as a softly fringed species of … Continue reading
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Tagged christmas, louise brooks, lulu, Poetry, silent film star, siren
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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
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Tagged arclight, poem, Poetry, Sylvia Plath, tribute
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John Biscello 