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Tag Archives: tramp
Minimal Techno
It is only with the heart that one can groove rightly, what is essential is invisible to the sublime. There is the one with the downturned mouth, pityglazed eyes, heaven itchy in his navel, raggedy clothes, attempting with solemn determination, … Continue reading
Posted in Books, Poetry, Prose
Tagged Prose, street corner, novel, tramp, fool, fool's play, at the edge, sweeping light, where we live
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Lore and Order
We recall fondly. We recollect. The good old days in which we titled windmills redolently and rode dusty clanging boxcars across the horizontal spread of america What a lay we said hitching our pants sticking our peckers into every gopher … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry, Prose
Tagged boxcar, lore, mythology, Poetry, Prose, train songs, tramp
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Tramp
Modeling tatters, some masks cannot conceal truth– the poor man’s Jesus.
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged beatific, clown, haiku, jesus, John Biscello, laughter, messiah, poem, Poetry, sad, sorrow, tramp
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When Helen Met Charlie
Clown’s soft, open face, Braille for tender reception– found in translation.
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged Braille, charlie chaplin, clown, haiku, heart, helen keller, John Biscello, photo, poem, Poetry, touch, tramp
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Last Supper
Winter, starving clown, no disciples to be found– this, the Last Supper?
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged charlie chaplin, classic, clown, haiku, John Biscello, last supper, poem, shoe, silent film, the gold rush, tramp
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Medicine
Through grave misfortune, the clown kept thousands of souls in stitches, a tramp’s cross to bear in the name of classic medicine.
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged best medicine, clown, John Biscello, laughter, poem, Poetry, sad clown, tramp
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John Biscello 