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Tag Archives: words
Feast
Every utterance, meat and bone in a mutable feast, in which you, as chef and patron alike, come to understand the nature of appetite in relation to words seasoned for infinite digestion.
Into the Blue
I have been scratching at air since I was a child, and have had the good fortune of feeling into words that have fallen out of thin blue nowhere– And these words I have gathered, or to put it more … Continue reading
Chekhov and the Cat
“The longer a poem, the weaker the impression that it has been dictated from above: Heaven is not verbose. The more you talk, the more you lie.”–Vera Pavlova When I am overly verbose, I am trying to convince myself, or … Continue reading
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Tagged anton chekhov, cat, John Biscello, Poetry, silence, vera pavlova, words
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Words, Silence, Music
“Therefore, speak, speak at any price, say no matter what, since all words have equal value and all say the same thing, all repeat tirelessly the same call for help.” — Samuel Beckett If we are to take Mister Beckett … Continue reading
Posted in Cinema, Poetry
Tagged cosmos, John Biscello, Poetry, samuel beckett, silence, voices, words
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Naming Desire
Whoever I am, I have always depended on the kindness of words– such strange company, these solitary verses.
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Tagged blanche dubois remixed, John Biscello, poem, tennessee williams, the writing life, words
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This Word’s Life
Words are wonderfully illegitimate and unhurried placeholders for psychic disturbances and vagrant quandaries. To frame it differently– Using a broken compass to navigate through a paper town on a vintage red bicycle is, in itself, immaculate. Words, in other words, … Continue reading
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Tagged creative expression, John Biscello, poem, text, the craft, word is bond, words, worlds within words
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Vertigo, Uncut
He understood that to unhook stars you sometimes had to stand on tall buildings. Really tall buildings. Vertigo was reflected back to him, bigtime.
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Tagged cityscaping, fedora, John Biscello, new york city, noir city, vertigo, words
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Boy
I am a young boy, fated to innocence, walking through the lavender mist of Time’s softly slipped dream, every grain of sand a stitch in the marvel of kingdom’s comely veil.
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Tagged boy, dream, hymn, innocence, John Biscello, poem, sea, wonder, words
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Eye of the Tongue
Will I run out of words before her mouth reaches mine and exhumes my distance? Tongues are such funny bridges.
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged bridges, bridgework, John Biscello, mouth to mouth, poem, tongues, words
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Wordburn
Between the call of bodies, testing the ream of vocabulary’s limits, words exact their talent for slow burn, and quicken to replenish.
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Tagged body, John Biscello, love, lust, passion, poem, sensual, words
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