Tag Archives: sound

Story

Posted on October 9, 2022 by John Biscello

In the beginning the dreaming. not the word. the word came later. it came whenever and betrayed silence and this was the beginning of fiction. now you’ve got what passes for a world of dreaming and fiction and parallels became … Continue reading →

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Faulkner Country

Posted on June 2, 2019 by John Biscello

Into the veins went sweet, whistling air, whittled bark, and dark, teeming soil, and out poured insular lyrics, sculpted with gospel flair, to give the Word its fated due.

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Music

Posted on March 9, 2018 by John Biscello

To listen with eyes, in a forest of deep blue– Music spiring dreams.   (Image by Christian Marclay)

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Furls

Posted on December 31, 2017 by John Biscello

Feted, by an angel’s glassy hands, slow-burning river of sound, pooling white fire in rounded furls.

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Lullaby

Posted on November 8, 2017 by John Biscello

Hear the bleached creaking, of chafed slats upon silence– Winter’s lullaby.

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Furls

Posted on May 10, 2016 by John Biscello

Feted, by an angel’s glassy hands, slow-burning river of sound, pooling white fire in rounded furls.

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