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Brian Taylor has been a Poet and Philosopher in Cornwall, England and the Far East.
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LORD OF THE JUNGLE
In the Jungle of the Worldand the tangle of the Senseswe build us hutsof mud and heartacheand make (and mend) our fragile fences.“This is ME! This is MINE!”is the burden of our song. We cannot see, still less define,that pain … Continue reading
Posted in Ego Ego God of the Jungle
Tagged butterflies to stars, evil, good, heartache, Jungle, letting go, ME!, mind, MINE!, prison, sanity, virtue, world
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EGO EGO LORD OF THE JUNGLE
My task(and yours)is(and always has been); to get rid of you and meto get rid of us and themto get rid of was and will beto get rid of should and shouldn’t beto get rid of might and mightn’t. Is(and … Continue reading
Posted in Ego Ego God of the Jungle
Tagged dream, Ego, here, identities, Jungle, me, Now, wake up, you
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MEO
He has dirty feet;“Washing is dangerouswash much, sicken and die.”He wears a short black jacketand floppy black trousers.A large silver lock hangs round his neck.She has a blue jacketand a tightly pleated kiltof hemp and cottonwith heavily embroideredand weighted black … Continue reading
Posted in Bamboo Leaves
Tagged Bamboo Leaves, bribes, British, Burma, cash crops, Chinese, cotton, hemp, hill tribes, Jungle, maize, missionaries, opium, poor, smiles, tax, Thai, tourists, trees
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NEW RECRUITS REPORT TO THE GUARDROOM
On Tuesday after a silenceof three months,suddenly,where the junglethrows evening shadows over the bougainvilleas,all the cicadas shouted out at once;stretching and releasing their tymbalslike the shimmering and vibratingof a thousand silver cymbals. No notices were posted on the trees.No announcements … Continue reading
Posted in Bamboo Leaves
Tagged all together, Bamboo Leaves, cicadas, guardroom, Jungle, new recruits, nothing in their diaries, silence, silver cymbals, single silent drum, trees
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