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Brian Taylor is a Poet and Philosopher who lives in Cornwall, England and the Far East.
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UNFINISHED
A face half in shadowin the gallery;sudden silenceamong the guests,candlelit at the long table below. Girlsserving sherbetin the caravanserai.Before the whirlwindin the sandstorm’s eyetears up the desert. A severed headand the black mask of the executioneron Tower Hill. Broken masts … Continue reading
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SPRING
This spring-tide was not somethingto excite the sensesbut an overflowing of the heart.Pure joy.‘Love thou the rose but leave it on its stem.’ An overflowing of the heartwhich sees its images,reflected everywhere,existing nowherebut in itself. Always the sun shinesin Portsonachon,in … Continue reading
THIS YEAR
This yearmixes spring and summer here,a sharp wind chasing baking heat.Hawthorn hangs like snow in clusterswith gorse and last year’s bracken at its feet,turning the whole cliff into an in-between season. Beyond the hillslie great fields of daffodilsbalancing organic gold … Continue reading
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Tagged Blondin, bombs, daffodils, farmers, gorse, gulls, hawthorn, jackdaws, mines, new horizon, organic gold, snow, spring
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APRIL
April was hot and dry.The red earth respondedby blowing as dust in the wind.The green earth respondedby smothering itself with flowers of a thousand colours. The Water Board respondedby banning hosepipesand promising to charge morefor redistributing the rain(if it comes). … Continue reading
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MATTER IS DEAD
Matter is dead,dead or dying.And in it, cravingcraves its dissolution,rehearses dissolution.Expense of energyin voluntary death. Do not keep it youngor leave a creaky scream unwrung,a forbidden song unsung,a sin unsunned. A pleasure’s but a pleasure,and on pleasure’s wingsa man gets … Continue reading
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WHAT SHALL I DO?
There’s a lot to be said for a balanced worldstable and well-fenced-in,that plays early that prays lateand industriously fills the within. This world’s a strange place to find one another with alien flesh labelled father and mother.Flesh is just dustin … Continue reading
NO EXIT
Journeying from the beginning(of which there is no beginning),travelling for millions of years(which cannot be measured in millions or years),I have come,and go on.No stopping.Just the onward movementinto the illimitable.For ever. No need to blame the wicked,their shadows are at … Continue reading
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Tagged beginning, Blondin, escape, haloes of light, Journey, prison, stopping, travelling
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