Tag Archives: stones

Squared

Posted on December 20, 2023 by John Biscello

Gather in the town square. Bring a dummy that looks like you. Or like someone who imagines what you look like. Others will also bring their dummies. The square will be filled with dummies of all kinds. Stones will form … Continue reading →

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Town Square

Posted on December 17, 2023 by John Biscello

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Grayscale

Posted on May 1, 2019 by John Biscello

For millennia, a cross that stones bear nobly– mute throughout the din. (Installation by Yoko Ono)

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Stones

Posted on April 7, 2019 by John Biscello

A poem inspired by Yoko Ono’s “Cleaning Piece.” At the carnival I was most intrigued by the stone-swallower. A waifish bronze-skinned lady with dark hair, plaited, and slender fingers. I was rapt, watching the way she carefully arranged the stones … Continue reading →

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Stones, Passing

Posted on July 19, 2018 by John Biscello

At the carnival I was most intrigued by the stone-swallower. A waifish bronze-skinned lady with dark hair, plaited, and slender fingers. I was rapt, watching the way she carefully arranged the stones to form a sort of pyramid at her … Continue reading →

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Symmetry

Posted on March 4, 2018 by John Biscello

It is the filigreed static, and effluvient roar of the water nymphs choral concert, which numinously orders the light and stones to conspire, and function as delegates of symmetry.

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Kissing

Posted on November 7, 2017 by John Biscello

She told me, and I quote: “As a pagan-gnostic-pop-mystic, my religion is kissing– the ground, stones, twigs, children’s nubby fingers, hems of clothing, mouths.” To prove her word devout, she kissed me on the lips, then deeper, and I received … Continue reading →