Brian Taylor has been a Poet and Philosopher in Cornwall, England and the Far East.
Tag Archives: Gods
The Treasure Ship returns to harbour.The wave disappears without a trace. Heureux qui, comme Ulysse,a fait un beau voyage.Happy the hero,who dies full of yearsunder the tumuluswith his sword. Happy the young manwho dies youngbeloved of the Gods. Happy, too, … Continue reading
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
Why wake him?You woke to nothing,do you think he won’t?Your hand will guide him firmly and away,your lips will teach the nonsense he will say,your sins on himevery day. At best,he’ll pass the testyou failed,but where you wonwill be undone. … Continue reading
How old was Jesusat his Birth?At the Crucifixionshining all his worth?Or Resurrected –God connected? Who can sayhow old they are?Even in the Elysian fieldsvirtues’ flowers to withering yields.Thousands of years on,Death still follows what’s born. Gods and ghosts,Denizens and animal … Continue reading