Tag Archives: Poetry

The Source

Posted on May 8, 2022 by John Biscello

For mothers everywhere: Their hearts, registeredas infinite beacons,have gone gentlyand luminously into nightsnot so good and pitch-black, bravingflytrap folds and god-awful rowsto soothe, mend andrestore the bruised vitalsof daughters and sons;they go, infused with bright rage,green force driving homenocturnes and … Continue reading →

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The Argument

Posted on March 23, 2022 by John Biscello

Reality and me have disagreements all the time. Reality is, by nature, inviolable. And a bit of an existential bully. I am, by illicit union, a child of fiction. And tender in the center. Reality and me don’t always see … Continue reading →

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Zoom Reading this Wed.

Posted on March 15, 2022 by John Biscello

Info here.

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In Praise of Honey

Posted on March 10, 2022 by John Biscello

Spoken word track w/ Ben Wright on bass and Nirmalan Mayura on flute. Image by James McNeill Whistler.

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Jack Kerouac

Posted on March 5, 2022 by John Biscello

Cinematic poetic tribute to Jack Kerouac, honoring his centennial birthday (March 12, 2022).

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After Party

Posted on January 26, 2022 by John Biscello

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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Immigration Laws

Posted on January 21, 2022 by John Biscello

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.)

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Claim for the Meek

Posted on January 19, 2022 by John Biscello

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 →

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Shutter

Posted on December 16, 2021 by John Biscello

Witness to a claim, Pandora’s box-cutting gaze– hope at the bottom.

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Cadenza

Posted on December 15, 2021 by John Biscello

Some death is musical, a candied apparition scalding the bones of Venus in soft chambers of silk and notes of smoldering silence.

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