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Brian Taylor is a Poet and Philosopher who lives in Cornwall, England and the Far East.
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Category Archives: Oxford Blues
ARMISTICE DAY
“Died some pro patria non dulce non et decor.” So Ezra Pound adapted Horace’s lines for those whose sufferings for their nation had bred a dull, dark, painful generation with gloria cauterised from their minds. In the calendar their deaths … Continue reading
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Tagged Armistice Day, Ezra Pound, Flanders, grief, medals, November, Oxford, past, poppies, present, sacrifices
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MAGDALEN
In the Fellows’ Gardens, past the Deer Park, a willow twists and stretches out of a brown pool like a giant Naga trailing garlands of green lace. Along the avenues of Addison’s Walk, among birch and beech, chestnuts stretch out … Continue reading
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Tagged Academics, beech, bicycles, birch, chestnuts, Deer Park, living, Michaelmas, Odysseus, Oxford, Painted Lady, River of Pain
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CHINA BOUND GIRL
China-bound girl, not-yet-happiness-made-her-found girl. Airport-station-taxis girl, brand-new-outside-sensations girl. Three-plus champagnes-anything can-do girl, anywhere-go preferably-Katmandu girl. From-past-sadness-ever-fleeing girl, balanced-on-the-very-edge-of seeing girl. Wonderful-from-the-very-beginning girl, so-afraid-of–losing-she-must-be-always-winning girl. So-shy-her-confidence-is overwhelming girl, she-keeps-her-captains-firmly-at-their-helms-ing girl. China-bound girl, Love at her heels, how does she think what … Continue reading
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Tagged blind man's buff, China, China-bound girl, happiness, Katmandu girl, love, seeing, sun
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