Brian Taylor has been a Poet and Philosopher in Cornwall, England and the Far East.
Tag Archives: 11th Day
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 for the dying.November Poppies for … Continue reading →