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Tag Archives: symmetry
Every Always
So, to example: There was a tramp both in and out of time, an iconic tramp who is now and always, he is not old never old, not new never new, he is ever and now and always this tramp … Continue reading
Nocturne
In not so many words I found my wanting voice warming and calling out to you almost. It was going to say things about blues and greens I think in relation to the sea in relation to your eyes. I … Continue reading
Posted in Cinema, photography, Poetry, Prose
Tagged nocturne, noir nights, Prose, sensual, symmetry, touch, voice, words
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Story
In the beginning the dreaming. not the word. the word came later. it came whenever and betrayed silence and this was the beginning of fiction. now you’ve got what passes for a world of dreaming and fiction and parallels became … Continue reading
If Angels
It isn’t easy to mend broken wings. It takes time and something else. Ask any angel you see walking down the street weighed down by unspecified cargo, or, those that are touring the backs of their brains in search of … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry
Tagged angels, being human, dreamtime, healing, John Biscello, poem, symmetry
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Cadence
Symmetry, as a caulk to the voracious appetite and carnal din of passion– Where the stitches tremble and falter, follow your pulse to the origins of cadent scarring.
Twins
Side by side, dress by dress, stitch by stitch, cuff by cuff, we will respire as echo, endlessly, in the funereal symmetry of one, Diane Arbus. (Photo by Diane Arbus)
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged diane arbus, dresses, echo, gothic, John Biscello, photo, photography, poem, Poetry, symmetry, twins
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Symmetry
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.
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged filigree, flow, John Biscello, Light, music, nature, New Mexico, poem, Poetry, rio grande, river, roar, stones, symmetry, water nymphs
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Scorpion
Scorpion, who fears thy immortal symmetry imprinted upon a lidless void? Who dares tread upon your inky black trail of shelled pearls and amative resin? You, Sex, You, Death, You, primordial sleep and whipped wake of Pan’s ancient cloven song– … Continue reading
Bask
To perish, gently, in a siege of love, every last wildflower the smiling face of a memory, basking, as you cede to the cradle of warm dream.
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged bask, dream, gentle, grief, John Biscello, Light, love, love poem, memory, Poetry, symmetry, tender, wildflower
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Unmade
We, running and running in place, fearful of cellular retakes, were arranged to be unmade– vagrants to symmetry’s tow.
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged cells, cellular, destiny, human, John Biscello, poem, Poetry, symmetry, unmade
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