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Brian Taylor has been a Poet and Philosopher in Cornwall, England and the Far East.
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NOW
Now.Sit down.Let go.Tomorrow’s now will be no more than thisanother was. Nothing is enoughto distractyour present thought. And your present thoughtis only movement between two points,a wave that leaves the water behind,plotted by an electrical mind. So take your nothing.Now. … Continue reading
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Tagged Now, nothing, thought, let go, present, wave, electrical mind
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CALCULATIONS
Space you measure in feet and inchesand shoes by where your big toe pinches;seasons by cherry, rose and snow,when may comes and swallows go:empires by rise and fall of kings;weather by rain and drought and flood;dead trees by whether the … Continue reading
Posted in Blondin
Tagged before the beginning, born, builder, calculations, dead, dead trees, deeds, dragon sings, Empires, houses, nothing, silence, space, stars, sun, your life
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TEMPUS MUTAT
People differ in awareness of Time.Brazilian Indians have no word for tomorrow. Time is the measure of thingsmoving through space.Where there is nothing moving,not even thoughts,there is no awareness of Time. When a dog sees you after a gap of … Continue reading
Posted in Gnomonic Verses
Tagged Brazilian indians, Dog, nothing, people, space, tempus mutat, thoughts, Time
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NO EXIT
Journeying from the beginning(of which there is no beginning),travelling for millions of years(which cannot be measured in millions or years),I have come,and go on.No stopping.Just the onward movementinto the illimitable.For ever. No need to blame the wicked,their shadows are at … Continue reading
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Tagged Blondin, escape, Exit, illimitable, Journey, movement, nothing, prison, stopping, travelling
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MINDFULNESS
Watching the flowof middle-earthas all things gofrom birth to birth.Here, one can knowwhat it’s all worth. An empty tideof rise and fall.Nothing outsideis mine at all;nothing insidenor large nor small. The mind reflectsvague shadowy drifts.The mind connectsblank mists with mists.The … Continue reading
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Tagged birth, Blondin, dogs, laughter, mind, mindfulness, mine, nothing, poor, possession, rich, tears
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UP TO DATE AND READY TO GO
It may not be the bearded manwho smiles at you and explodes.It may not be the errant tyrethat slides on the icy roads.It may not be the scaffolding plankthat bounces on your head.It may not be pneumoniathat smothers you in … Continue reading
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Tagged Blondin, blood, brain, breath, Brian Taylor, death, fever, nothing, pneumonia, Ready?, scaffolding, up to date
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DEEP DOWN TO DEATH
Deep down to deathwith every breathand not one morefor any faith. His skin has lost a glossy look.He only feels his single painand waits for nothingto come back again. .
CUT INTO THE HUMAN WOOD
Cut into the human woodchop; pare;to find what is already there.Will the knife revealwhat we have outgrown?Or does the sculptor feelalong the veins and in the bonethe shape already in the stoneand gently, where the stone is brittle,cut only not … Continue reading
BLONDIN Poems 