Brian Taylor has been a Poet and Philosopher in Cornwall, England and the Far East.
Tag Archives: fear
Dry and ripening:sea flat and shininglike burning glass. Gulls floatinglike ducks on a giant’s pond. Small Coppers, Blues and Hairstreaksplayinglike blown leavesin parched grass. Victoria plums,blackberries. This is the turningof the yearwhen all that is thought of as ‘there’is found … Continue reading
Looking with dispassion,with equanimity,with detachment,doesn’t it shine brighter than a thousand suns?And in every minute particular? The broken wingthe severed fingerthe uncompleted life‘the smyler with the knife’the loss of all things dearthe smell of fearspirochaetes, viruses and germsand the ever-chewing … Continue reading
The great gates hangon broken hinges,the temples blaze,the walls are breached;the palaces have all been lootedthe end of a dynasty has been reached. Those still livinghave all been taken,women and children have been sold;the last king hangsfrom the palace lintel,the … Continue reading
Thoughts feed feelings.Feelings activate the body.It cannot tell the differencebetween a real snakeand an imagined snake. Fear stifles its breathingaccelerates its heartbeatand makes it sweat. The pretty girlin your imaginationor pornographic videoproduce the same reactionas the pretty girl in real-time … Continue reading
IRestingmy shoe and my chin on the gate,I thought I knewhow animals must suffer. Jostling in the concrete slaughterhouse,their sweattheir fearsoaks meand the stench of their faeceschokes meand stifles my lungs. IIThought-raindoesn’t wet.Taught-paincannot forget;(sinks in deeperthan the brain.) … Continue reading