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Brian Taylor is a Poet and Philosopher who lives in Cornwall, England and the Far East.
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REQUIEM: ARMISTICE DAY
This year the dead are blind and do not seem to hear our prayers. Nor do they seem to mind that we now own what they once thought was theirs. Here they shed no tear at all the pain they … Continue reading
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Tagged Armistice Day, blind, dead, pain, prayers, requiem, thought
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11th HOUR, 11th DAY, 11th MONTH
November Rose. Pink and white and mauve. Solitary, still, among the rosemary and late autumnal gorse. Sea winds have blown. The first frosts have frozen the short grass. Spring and summer are memories, midwinter an echo in reverse. November Rose … Continue reading
MID-SEPTEMBER SUN
Dry and ripening: sea flat and shining like burning glass. Gulls floating like ducks on a giant’s pond. Small Coppers, Blues and Hairstreaks playing like blown leaves in parched grass. Victoria plums, blackberries. This is the turning of the year … Continue reading
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Tagged blackberries, butterflies, cosmic seeds, ducks, dust, fear, here, plums, September, traveller
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TRENINOW LANE
Treninnow Lane is tangled dark and overgrown with angled beech and arching sycamore. No cars drive down and fern and nettle, dandelion and dock slumber in this extraordinary summer’s heat. Spiders’ webs are spun tight and Speckled Woods and Tortoiseshells … Continue reading
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Tagged butterflies, dandelion, exile, ghosts, nettle, past, seeing, smile, summer's heat, sunlight, Sycamore, Tortoiseshells
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TRAVEL LIGHT
The Mouse that scuttles down the bank across the bricks and back again, carries no wallet and all its baggage is in the simplicity of its brain. The Bird that slides across the wind has left its briefcase in a … Continue reading
THE FOUNTAIN
The fountain reaches upwards into space and, finding nothing to sustain it there, falls back into its proper place. And in this endless rise and fall, we see the start and finish of us all. Time flies through summer and … Continue reading
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Tagged butterflies, elephants, fountain, space, summer, Time
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WHY DON’T YOU WANT TO KNOW?
Not knowing is a barrel tumbling over Niagara: darkness within danger without. Knowing is the full moon at midnight splashing light in the darkest corners. Wanting to know is taking responsibility for the good and the bad. Not wanting to … Continue reading
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Tagged bad, danger, full moon, good, light, midnight, responsibiity, wanting
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