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Tag Archives: reality
Ode to West Wind II
History, written by the wingless, selling secondhand feathers to falsify flight’s truest course; turn a sharp eye to the sun, Birds of Paradise, arc, plein air, to claim in transit the legends of west wind.
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged creation, dreams, John Biscello, legend, myth, reality, shamanism, soul, spirit
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Third to First
Third person, first, first person, last, it’s time he and I met for real.
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged first person, he, I, John Biscello, poem, Poetry, pronoun, reality, third person, writing life
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Lucent
The house, the chair, the vintage attire, the cloud-pastried sky with no limits, time and again she projected herself into someone else’s life, their memories and reality, and saw herself reflected as if a happy mannequin behind lucent glass.
Disability
Receiving disability was another gold ticket ambition of many of the men in my neighborhood. Years ago, my father had lucked into this fortune by hurting his back while working and had been able to parlay that into a ceaseless … Continue reading
Posted in Prose, Uncategorized
Tagged Bensonhurst, Brooklyn, disabiliity, John Biscello, leisure, novel, Prose, reality, story, working class
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Unreaching Anya
Anya I long to reach you only because I know that you are unreachable. It keeps my longing in a chrysalis state, a cocoon state. Nothing ever grows, it simply hums and palpitates and aspires toward growth. It is the … Continue reading
Posted in Prose, Uncategorized
Tagged anya, Brooklyn, devotion, dream, ghosts, haunted, John Biscello, love, no man's brooklyn, Prose, reality, romance, story, writing
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The Argument
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
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged center, existence, fiction, grail, John Biscello, nature, poem, Poetry, reality, story, union
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Many Ghosts
Many people in my life have been consumed by fiction. Fiction is a monster. Fiction is a glutton. Like ego, like an insatiable wrath, it never gets enough, is never satisfied. Fiction has consumed and absorbed many people in my … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged black and white, dreams, fiction, ghosts, haunt, haunting, I, John Biscello, love, passion, Prose, reality, storytelling, surreal, unreality
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