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Tag Archives: star
Wilds
Slow down, my brave child, where wilds grow, soul is taken– You star your own fate.
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged child, dream, fate, haiku, John Biscello, poem, soul, spirit, star, wild
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Footfalls
Not a simple feat, to follow one’s own footsteps– I, me, her, repeat.
Posted in Prose, Uncategorized
Tagged 1960s, Edie Sedgwick, foosteps, haiku, image, John Biscello, photo, poem, pop culture, star, superstar
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Arson
Committing arson, five-alarm siren on screen– Louise Brooks, how you burned.
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged Cinema, film, fire, golden age, haiku, John Biscello, legend, louise brooks, poem, silent film, siren, star
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Haunt
Make me an offer, they shoot pretty girls, don’t they? Leave haunting to me.
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged Edie Sedgwick, film, glamour, haiku, It Girl, John Biscello, photo, poem, star, The Factory, warhol
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Man on a Bicycle
The man, to make a living, had plastered hundreds of faces upon walls, but there was something about this one which held him captive. It wasn’t just the stardom of her name, its siren-call, but the sheer magnitude of artifice, … Continue reading
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Tagged Beauty, bicycle, Brassai, carnival, dream, face, image, John Biscello, Marlene Dietrich, photo, poem, Poetry, poster, siren, star
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Ennoble
By tenderest shoots, nuptials chance a star’s violet gleanings, Souls, in turn, twin to a greening grown true in hearts ennobling.
Star
By solitude’s star, on any given night, a twinning may occur to praise phenomena, our bodies, alight, infused with never-ending gospel.
