Tag Archives: spirit

Pearl Diver

Posted on March 29, 2018 by John Biscello

She, the pearl-diver, master of holding her breath, breathes out, and rises.

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Empty, Full

Posted on March 27, 2018 by John Biscello

Howling, to contract space for deeper emptying, to swallow moons whole. (Artwork by Izumi Yokoyama)

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Happenstance

Posted on March 25, 2018 by John Biscello

You mean to tell me that God is Bo Peep and her sheep are not sheep at all but rather dream-spiders spinning intricate patterns and noodle-strand mandalas to freestyle a movable feast in some obscure forest known by some as … Continue reading →

Posted in Artwork, Poetry, Uncategorized | Tagged anima, Artwork, dream, fable, forest, imagination, izumi yokoyama, John Biscello, myth, poem, sheep, spiders, spirit, story | 14 Comments

Autobiography

Posted on March 25, 2018 by John Biscello

To know myself, a rogue aggregate of loving atoms, a happy shivering clusterfuck of luminous baubles banded together to forge and assume an alleged identity, no papers or pulpit required, to fulfill an arc, and heart-guided directives, to be a … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized | Tagged autobiography, badlands, desert, dream, God, I, identity, John Biscello, love, me, play, poem, Poetry, soul, spirit | 6 Comments

Girl, Chair

Posted on March 20, 2018 by John Biscello

The girl in the chair is no longer the girl in the chair, she is neither here nor there, she is always and forget-me-not, soul-spray and glacial uproar causing a siege, she is the spidery patterns of her exploded heart, … Continue reading →

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Breadth

Posted on March 8, 2018 by John Biscello

To revel in awe, just cause for breathing deep, slow, breadth taking you in. (Photo by Anne Brigman)

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No Runway Required

Posted on March 7, 2018 by John Biscello

How come no one ever asks, What are you metaphysically wearing right now? Are you basking in translucent skivvies, rocking spangled self-awareness, dream-dropping golden drawers and grace-lace in multi-storied tatters, are you so flagrantly naked right now, candle-wax-drip in a … Continue reading →

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Rumors

Posted on March 2, 2018 by John Biscello

Within the licorice hush and mottle of Dream’s darkening brood, we cede, slowly, to faintest rumors on a paling cusp, to gainly renew.

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Wisp

Posted on March 1, 2018 by John Biscello

Stray leaf, prey to numinous strands of web, Ephemera’s passage, frozen, discreetly, to divine wisp from perish.

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Soma

Posted on February 24, 2018 by John Biscello

It is, at winter’s finite edge, that we glean the bent, palsied bloom, somatic in its turn toward Spring’s inevitable host.

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