Tag Archives: woods

Empire Strikes Back

Posted on November 13, 2025 by John Biscello

   Her hips began the snake-dance, the spasmodic wiggle. She told me to listen closely, and her hips began hissing a slow cadence, the world losing its air, the world a depleted lunar asthmatic in need of oxygen blasts. My … Continue reading →

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Green Dark

Posted on February 8, 2024 by John Biscello

We enter forests at the liminal risk of time lost to the vagrancies of dreaming and silence of choir— Engendered by echoes and bated tense we move on at the mercy of mirrorless haunt.

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Grove

Posted on October 16, 2023 by John Biscello

From the series, Japan Poems. Out in verdant woods mercy assembles to reign with unerring calm.

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Pagan

Posted on April 19, 2018 by John Biscello

Between blades and pines, she lay still, spreading forest to stars that filled her.

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Kingdom

Posted on November 9, 2017 by John Biscello

In childhood’s kingdom, grace-slicked glee and romp– winter moon watching.

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Snowflakes

Posted on November 8, 2017 by John Biscello

Dark holy silence, the fattest snowflakes are popes– no pulpit required.

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Snap

Posted on August 11, 2017 by John Biscello

It was the cold snap of the glyphic branch that awakened him to the grave misunderstanding between fall and winter and the nature of dreams unlived.

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