Tag Archives: Poetry

The Earthling Chronicles

Posted on January 26, 2020 by John Biscello

The Martians, in their conscious longevity, stamped our passports and immigration documents long before our legacy of amnesia broke and we came to realize that everything, including our sense of planetary privilege, has been a sham, a lost man’s desperate … Continue reading →

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Calling

Posted on January 26, 2020 by John Biscello

The crow, weighing on the snow-skinned branch, caws with dark religious insistence, like a sailor homesick for love, or its remaindered sibling. There is an unremitting hoarseness to Eternity that disguises its calling in still feathers and winter’s light.

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Awakening

Posted on January 21, 2020 by John Biscello

Did I look down, or peer within when I saw the golden grass waving like liquid tendrils of light? At the soft, rounded edge of dream, a beckoning to fall, to endear charm to the fool’s play calling your truest … Continue reading →

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Throb

Posted on January 21, 2020 by John Biscello

It is the caste of throb in which words, palpitating, line up to serve a poem’s desirous need to know your longing as an open source.

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A Prince’s Welcome

Posted on January 2, 2020 by John Biscello

To remix a bit of warmed-over lightning from the immortal good advice of one Mr. James Brown—Now is the time to jump back and kiss yourself, and become best first mate to your own extraordinary soul. The Spiritually Roaring 20s … Continue reading →

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Invocation

Posted on December 24, 2019 by John Biscello

We are here, but briefly, shadows of candle-light dancing between dust and choir, day and night, so consider today a good day to begin, or to continue unwrapping yourself, and giving you to you as a gift, your soul rightfully … Continue reading →

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Zuzu’s Petals

Posted on December 19, 2019 by John Biscello

A father’s pocket, containing secret petals— the meaning of love.

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Still Life W/Selfie

Posted on December 11, 2019 by John Biscello

(From Houses of a Crystal Muse, Wild Embers Press, December 2019) How I, my ego-fiend-self, craves and wishes and desires to take ultimate credit for the words and poems attaching themselves to their mortal host, John Biscello, thinly grafted to … Continue reading →

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Waking Life

Posted on December 9, 2019 by John Biscello

“Childhood’s Wake” (from Houses of A Crystal Muse, being released this week) You can feel it in the air, a razory sheen, all the childhoods that were lost or stolen or seized or buried to model catacombs and secret lairs, … Continue reading →

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After Party

Posted on November 24, 2019 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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