Brian Taylor has been a Poet and Philosopher in Cornwall, England and the Far East.
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In the grey mist of an English dawn,the starling stamps and prods and probesand generally disturbs the lawn,seeking to confirman English proverb. Beneath the green of an English lawn,the patient wormcatches the bird. In this numbing cosmic dance,each one givesand … Continue reading
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WHAT SHALL I DO?
There’s a lot to be said for a balanced worldstable and well-fenced-in,that plays early that prays lateand industriously fills the within. This world’s a strange place to find one another with alien flesh labelled father and mother.Flesh is just dustin … Continue reading