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Tag Archives: time
In Search of Lost Time
One thing we cannot recover is time. Perhaps that’s what I have been trying to do. Perhaps that’s what every writer, as a fugitive stalker, as a heartsick orphan, as the fool-hero in their own movie is trying to … Continue reading
Smoke
Mortal ponderance– Where did the time go this time? Smoke favors silence. Photo by Josef Sudek
Posted in Artwork, photography, Poetry
Tagged haiku, John Biscello, josef sudek, photography, Poetry, prague, smoke, time
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Timeshare
It is scary once you realize that the past can be changed, and that the future is fixed, a rigged absolute. Knowing that changes everything. And what about the present? For some the present is intolerable cruelty, unimpeachable company. For … Continue reading
Posted in Prose, Uncategorized
Tagged bill binzen, John Biscello, no man's brooklyn, novel, past present future, photo, time
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Gauge
The sun, like a brandied dream, slips away beneath the world’s ending, or beginning, same difference, by the sea’s ancient gauge and meter.
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged beach, Beauty, John Biscello, Light, sea, sunset, time
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Gash
Nostalgia, backlit by a warm, gashing flare, scoring Time’s passage.
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged beach, Beauty, Gold, John Biscello, sea, sunset, time
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Bridge
Long ago, slowly crossing the bridge in winter– Footprints in fresh snow. (Artwork by Hiroshige)
Posted in Artwork, Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged ancient, bridge, footprints, hiroshige, japan, japanese, John Biscello, painting, poemm haiku, snow, time, Winter
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Beginning Now
Craft. Tactile homage, and respect to craft, its inviolable depths and integrity, to approach craft as you would a fertile god, to practice, radically, at its altar, to consecrate with marked intent, and to know in your heart’s heart that … Continue reading
Vortex
Inevitable, the vortex calling her back– Little girl’s first loss. (Photo by Heather Ross)
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged haiku, heather ross, John Biscello, journey, loss, poem, portal vortex, time, time travel
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Quest
One thing we cannot recover is time. And perhaps every writer, as a fugitive stalker, as a fool-hero on a desperate quest, sets himself this glorious, impossible task, the solvent recovery of time through the mortal fetters of a merciful … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged adventure, art, devotion, dreams, John Biscello, literature, love, mortal, passion, pen, poem, quest, time, writing, writing life
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Awake
I awoke early and took my sweet time getting ready to exist in the way and who I wanted to become.
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged awakening, dream, existence, John Biscello, life, poem, self-actualization, self-fullfillment, the way, the who, time
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