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Brian Taylor is a Poet and Philosopher who lives in Cornwall, England and the Far East.
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SHADOWS
We peer into the shadowswhere yesterday’s sunlight glows,trying to capture and holdyesterday’s sunlit gold. We peer into tomorrowto predict and plotwhere that sun will likely go(but where, perhaps, it will not). Today’s sunshine still blazesits disc ever overhead.Past and future … Continue reading
Posted in Blondin
Tagged Blondin, dead, future, gold, ight, land of the dead, past, predict, Remember the Light, shadows, sunlight, sunshine, tomorrow
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REQUIEM: ARMISTICE DAY
This yearthe dead are blindand do not seem to hearour prayers. Nor do they seem to mindthat we now ownwhat they once thought was theirs. Here they shed no tearat all the painthey left behind. Now, when they come again,they … Continue reading
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Tagged Armistice Day, Blondin, Brian Taylor, dead, echoes of long ago, image, lonely corridors, pain, prayers, requiem
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BREATH
Fine and insubstantial, separating the Living from the Dead. The hairs on your head are numbered; so too the breaths. Preserved or polluted or neglected, it drags us to our unintended goal; the destiny of all we have protected. Disintegration … Continue reading
Posted in Gnomonic Verses
Tagged breath, dead, destiny, disintegration, goal, living, whole
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