Tag Archives: snow

Runes

Posted on November 13, 2018 by John Biscello

There is the cracking– thin, brittle chafings of bones begging to splinter, to silver holy music through darkened hollows, and there is us, Love’s loneliest brood, spelled out like vagrant relics, like glistening runes, upon God’s most silent scattered linen.

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Moon River, Winter Remix

Posted on November 13, 2018 by John Biscello

Ribbed, solitary leaf, cradled in frozen canvas, stray comma to the rivered language of glacial moon, that is where I find her, my love, spreading pure as the music of first snow.

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Ice Cream

Posted on March 25, 2018 by John Biscello

Like ice cream, this dream of life, wintering its soul– How lovely the melt! (Artwork by Hiroshige)

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If on a Winter’s Night…

Posted on March 23, 2018 by John Biscello

In winter’s maw, snow, flutters of feathery pecks– kisses, melt to rash. (Artwork by Hiroshige)

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Bridge

Posted on March 20, 2018 by John Biscello

Long ago, slowly crossing the bridge in winter– Footprints in fresh snow. (Artwork by Hiroshige)

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Bough

Posted on February 22, 2018 by John Biscello

Thick blossoms of snow caking the comb-teeth of pines– To rivet, chastely, sublime.

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Praise

Posted on December 24, 2017 by John Biscello

Quite simply, the curlicue flake of snow kisses the child’s lashes, and winter’s slow hidden pink marvels in its own tender praises.

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Solstice

Posted on December 23, 2017 by John Biscello

On the day the Trickster died in vain Winter set in to consecrate its crucifix and initiate the changing of seasons.

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Wendigo, a Winter Story

Posted on December 22, 2017 by John Biscello

A man in a bulky white parka is running across a snowy landscape. The hood pulled over his head is lined with seal-gray fur. He is wearing plastic goggles that are caked in frost. … Continue reading →

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White Bird

Posted on December 9, 2017 by John Biscello

She, full of secret pines, shadow-limbed beneath a pale disc of winter sun, waltzing solo in snow-caked hills, blood-red quill tucked behind her left ear, just in case the urge to climb spires and trace spheres via a fierce run … Continue reading →

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