Brian Taylor has been a Poet and Philosopher in Cornwall, England and the Far East.
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Waiting; the fires grow oldwaiting; fears grow boldwaiting; the third eye brightenswaiting; the old mind quietens. Patiently, the patient heals himself. .
The patience of the old woman:raveling and unraveling somebody’s memorieslike skeins of wool,to darn the tattered coveringof an ever-fading lifein which,according to somebody’s memories,she was once a womanand a wife. The patience of the sick:waiting for the stab of the … Continue reading
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