Two Poems From John Aiello Celebrate National Poetry Month
Adjacent Realities (who) Is poem (blooms) Us awake (as) The creamy Blue rain Of sight And sword (dissolves) Into the doors Of adjacent realities Notebook #6 Back Cover; February & … Continue reading
Four New Poems
A Castle On the Cliffs of Nowhere (who) Is poem (sings) The dead awake (framed) In your Brand new Lullaby mask Of meat And murder (who) Is poem (sings) Until … Continue reading
“A Bull In the Garden”
If your life is burning, well then poetry is just the ash. Leonard Cohen Words. God, I love them. Unpredictable. Knotted. Liquid. Percussive. Baked and flat. Round. Grainy. Leached and … Continue reading
“Steeple Street”
(who) Is poem (lives) On the Holy outskirts Of Steeple Street (where) All my Tears form Eyeball ice (formed) By the Twisting sound Of crystal peaks by John Aiello April … Continue reading
“Blood Shine”
Blood Shine (who) Is poem (I) Look in Your eyes And see The rusty wide Electric Sheen (of) God’s suffering by John Aiello April 2023
“Music Man”
Music Man On Dylan’s The Philosophy of Song (who) Is poet (sifts) To sort (sorting) These stillborn pledges Of memory (in) To the Actual voice Of a life by John … Continue reading
Faces From Indian Country
I. Highway 89 at Pilgrim Creek Road: The truck stops and the Indian turns the engine off. He moves slowly from the vehicle and watches as the eagle tears into … Continue reading
John Aiello’s First Book of Poems Now On Sale
HYMNS TO THE NIGHT ROAD (Poems For Dead Parents). John Aiello. Electric Review Press. With original art work by Eric Ward. John Aiello and Electric Review Press announce the release of Hymns To the … Continue reading
“First Cure”
First Cure For Allen Ginsberg’s Ghost (this)Morning I heardYou writingYour epic KaddishAll over again (there)At theKitchen tableIn the pale(mid)Night lamplight(writing)In twin rainbowsOf inkOn onionSkin parchment (these)Tear-stained websOf wordsIn linenBlue pools(out)Line … Continue reading