Brian Taylor has been a Poet and Philosopher in Cornwall, England and the Far East.
Tag Archives: mists
Ice, thick,as I have never seenon Cherwell.Jagged, floating towards Isis. Low mists of ice-dustdrift on Christ Church meadowand cool the bloodof long-horn cattlestandingankle-deep in mud. A lame roe deerbeneath the treespauses, wherethe sudden call of cootssplits the air. In the … Continue reading