Tag Archives: word-pray

Glisten

Posted on October 30, 2020 by John Biscello

It is sudden, this life, a billowing pop-up tent for the quick and the dead. And how true that, its frayed denouements of thread lead you back and back again through that labyrinth, its spool of yarn the ravels of … Continue reading →

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Throb

Posted on October 23, 2020 by John Biscello

It is the caste of throb in which words, palpitating, line up to serve a poem’s desirous need to know your longing as an open source.

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The Writing Life

Posted on September 25, 2020 by John Biscello

These are the tools of my trade. I have written in spiral-bound notebooks, college-ruled, for a long time. They are always of varying colors. Red, yellow, blue, purple, black. Never green. I write with a Zebra F-402 ballpoint pen, black … Continue reading →

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The Greatest Job on Earth

Posted on August 31, 2020 by John Biscello

So much depends upon a red spiral notebook opened to a blank page, beside a pen’s barest volition to longing, within silence’s meted reign.

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Word-Pray

Posted on June 5, 2020 by John Biscello

Please understand that words matter. This, in no way is meant to belittle, diminish or dismiss the power of action, but rather, to add “words” to the conversation as a sort of auxiliary spiritual sibling, or bolts in a timeless … Continue reading →

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