Tag Archives: stones

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 →

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Altar

Posted on October 1, 2017 by John Biscello

At the blank altar, a woman swallowed hard truths– no stone left unturned.

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Gathering

Posted on September 28, 2017 by John Biscello

Fantail of spraylight, touching upon gray matter– stones gather to pray.

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Cleaning Piece

Posted on August 27, 2017 by John Biscello

The heavy lifting of prayers unturned to first light– to each stone, a hand.

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Breaking Badlands

Posted on October 21, 2016 by John Biscello

In the beginning, there were no words.

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stones, passing

Posted on June 21, 2016 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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