Tag Archives: Winter

Moon River, Winter Remix

Posted on November 13, 2018 by John Biscello

Ribbed, solitary leaf, cradled in frozen canvas, stray comma to the rivered language of glacial moon, that is where I find her, my love, spreading pure as the music of first snow.

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Juice

Posted on March 29, 2018 by John Biscello

Slow kind of winter, Spring, mainlining taproot juice, hastens light to mold.

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Ice Cream

Posted on March 25, 2018 by John Biscello

Like ice cream, this dream of life, wintering its soul– How lovely the melt! (Artwork by Hiroshige)

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If on a Winter’s Night…

Posted on March 23, 2018 by John Biscello

In winter’s maw, snow, flutters of feathery pecks– kisses, melt to rash. (Artwork by Hiroshige)

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Bridge

Posted on March 20, 2018 by John Biscello

Long ago, slowly crossing the bridge in winter– Footprints in fresh snow. (Artwork by Hiroshige)

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Chair

Posted on March 15, 2018 by John Biscello

No sitters to tend, solvent to its own winter, if these floors could talk. (Installation by Izumi Yokoyama)

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Soma

Posted on February 24, 2018 by John Biscello

It is, at winter’s finite edge, that we glean the bent, palsied bloom, somatic in its turn toward Spring’s inevitable host.

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Bough

Posted on February 22, 2018 by John Biscello

Thick blossoms of snow caking the comb-teeth of pines– To rivet, chastely, sublime.

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Praise

Posted on December 24, 2017 by John Biscello

Quite simply, the curlicue flake of snow kisses the child’s lashes, and winter’s slow hidden pink marvels in its own tender praises.

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Sacrifice

Posted on December 24, 2017 by John Biscello

It is strange, and indelibly touching, how a sacrifice to the winter gods and summertime sadness co-exist as one and the same thing.

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