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Tag Archives: Stars
Pilgrimage
Sometimes you’ve got to walk alone through the desert to know your true place among the company of stars.
Posted in Books, Cinema, Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged desert, film, John Biscello, little prince, poem, solitary expansion, Stars, the walk
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Bask
Every last star ghosts its own holy rapture– we, a part of, bask.
Posted in Artwork, Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged cosmically inclined, haiku, John Biscello, poem, Stars, starstuff is us, Van Gogh
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Fade-In
We are not here to tiptoe through the garden at night. We balance on the edge of a slow-whirling blade, a smooth silver plane with teeth, belonging to a star, unnamed, its heart a fiery proof and fade of joy … Continue reading
Cradle
Every cradle begs of its dark a stairway to star grief and love.
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged cradle, grief, haiku, John Biscello, love, stairway, Stars
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Cinema
In a starless sky, night hastens to remind us– Ghosts pass softly, fade.
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged fade-in, fade-out, ghosts, haiku, John Biscello, night, poem, sky, Stars
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Intergalactica
It is impossible to live up to the lyrical, its angelmarked bendings of antenna, and sonic proofs, to nestle in the hollows of pitch, half-bird, half-wraith, attempting the almighty bait and switch, to con the heavens into granting you a … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged intergalactic, John Biscello, lyricism, poem, Poetry, song, Stars, the final frontier
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Lull
Sometimes, even the light, in its radiant parry and thrust, needs to be laid down, in order to receive, openly, the starried lull of brokenness.
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged John Biscello, Light, love, poem, Poetry, self, Stars
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Voracity
She, baring teeth lodged in the jaws of dreamlife, grazes on symmetry and swaths of fire, this diet, recommended in due measures for dreamers only, trades in the manna of satisfaction for whole-bellied hunger, a voracious reckon and spiritual art … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged art, diet, dreamlife, dreams, expression, John Biscello, love, poem, Stars
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Waltz
On the night God went topless, and the nephilim performed a burlesque of Carmen, or perhaps it was the Wizard of Oz, the girl with the frosted tulips in her hair, and love song in her head, turned off the … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged God, John Biscello, love, opera, poem, redemption, self, spirit, Stars, waltz
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Twine
Stars, numinous beads and cursive drag of ghostlight outerwear, how God models etheric bling, and jazz, to catch the breath and flammable fancy of lovers, innocent by turns, falling, softly, softly, in twining burning pairs.
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged cosmos, dream, God, John Biscello, lovers, night, passion, poem, sky, Stars
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