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Brian Taylor has been a Poet and Philosopher in Cornwall, England and the Far East.
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WAITING
Magdalen’s groundsare full of life,full of space. Space, which is mownand cleared,tended and enclosed,its waterways unchoked,brown and sparkling clear. It is home to ducksand coots,to dragonflies and deer. Grass and paths and gatesand streamsand yesterday’s undergraduatesare waiting. Not for the … Continue reading
Posted in Oxford Blues
Tagged being, bless, deer, dragonflies, empty heart, eternal sigh, future, genius, letting go, Magdalen, Oxford, past, peace, space, undergraduates, waiting, Yes!
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TWIGHLIGHT OF THE GODS
The Gods are interlopers all.They collect like a cruston the cooling radianceof the Centre. Their time being up, they fallas fall they must,evaporating in the shining radianceof the Centre. The Gods are historical figures.Outside of History,they have no existence. First … Continue reading
Posted in Gnomonic Verses
Tagged becoming, being, Centre, existence, Gnomonic Verses, Gods, history, radiance, shining, Twilight
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THE SEASON
The season slidesto wind and showersand sharp hot sun(for rare half-hours)and all the worldlays waste its powerspursuing what it cannot own. Then mists and fogs and hazy sunriseships’ dull horns and lazy gull cries. Now blazing heat(bone dry pails)sandy feetsingle … Continue reading
Posted in Blondin
Tagged being, blazing heat, Brian Taylor, hot sun, powers, sandy feet, season, seeing, showers, sunrise, thoughts, wind
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IN AND OUT OF WINDOWS
“In and out the windowsas we have done before.” Moving in and out of beingstopping just this side of seeing,in and out of life they pass,kestrel, robin, spider, mouse.Each their special shapes they wear,striving on from here to there.From here … Continue reading
TRENINNOW LANE
Treninnow Lane is tangleddark and overgrownwith angledbeech and arching sycamore.No cars drive downand fern and nettle,dandelion and dock slumberin this extraordinary summer’s heat. Spiders’ webs are spun tightand Speckled Woods and Tortoiseshells meet,lifting and drifting,in and out of pools of … Continue reading
Posted in Blondin
Tagged ancient scents, beech, being, birdsong, Blondin, dandelion, exile, FERN, innocently wise, nettle, old ghosts, seeing, summer's heat, sunlight, Sycamore, Tortoiseshells
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KNOTTING AND TATTING
The stringof Being windsthroughout a luminous universe. Everythingyour hand reaches out to graspis Adam’s curseand a knotappears within your mind. Your original faceis suddenly forgot,hid in your own entanglement. .
Posted in Gnomonic Verses
Tagged Adam's curse, being, entanglement, Gnomonic Verses, knot, luminous universe, original face
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BAMBOO LEAVES
Their leaves of grass emerge and fade;with windblown rustling tongues converse.The grove has grown throughout the universe,spreads everywhere its pleasant living shade;creating north south east and west(the fierce, unending struggle to be best);relentlessly growing.The variety is unimaginable,the sameness unknowingand unknowable. … Continue reading
Posted in Bamboo Leaves
Tagged Bamboo Leaves, being, eternal, flowering, human heart, infinite space, kalpa, living thing, regeneration, the whole, universe, unknowing
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