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Brian Taylor has been a Poet and Philosopher in Cornwall, England and the Far East.
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JUGGLING
First the left hand, then the right;in each, a ball, in each held tight When a third comes into view,what exactly will you do? Let it roll past on its way,down the hall and out the door? Or grab it … Continue reading
Posted in Ego Ego God of the Jungle
Tagged cosmic motion, empty stage, exhaustion, game, juggling, kinectic cage, peace, performing, season, stop, world
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WAITING
Magdalen’s groundsare full of life,full of space. Space, which is mownand cleared,tended and enclosed,its waterways unchoked,brown and sparkling clear. It is home to ducksand coots,to dragonflies and deer. Grass and paths and gatesand streamsand yesterday’s undergraduatesare waiting. Not for the … Continue reading
Posted in Oxford Blues
Tagged being, bless, deer, dragonflies, empty heart, eternal sigh, future, genius, letting go, Magdalen, Oxford, past, peace, space, undergraduates, waiting, Yes!
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PEACE
You can kicka stone lionas often as you like. Though it will hurtyour foot,you can neverpersuade itto bite you. Everymanhis own prison makesand keeps his peaceat bay. .
PLUS ÇA CHANGE…
When peace breaks out, war heroestake off their uniforms, sit in officesand think up slogans to sell more petrol.The Prince sat in the Shell Petroleum Company.So he wrote: Be super manDrive super carGo super sweetlyWith Super ShellSUPER SHELL! SUPER SHELL!SOOOPER … Continue reading
Posted in Bamboo Leaves
Tagged American, jingle, make happy, mantra, peace, petrol, slogan, super gurus, super man, Thais, tourists, uniforms, war heroes
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DOING THE SPIRIT OF THE GREAT SNAKE
Before a would-be monk is ordained,he is called Nāga (Great Snake).Jain Narong (He Who Has Long Campaigned)has come of ageand, for his grandmother’s sake,sits in the afternoon before his ordinationand waits for a drama to unfold.He faces a table with … Continue reading
Posted in Bamboo Leaves
Tagged baby, Brahmas, Chao Ti, detachment, devas, drums, Great Snake, Indian, magic, midwife, monk, Naga, Nature Spirits, ordination, parents, peace, spirit, spirit doctor, Thailand, trance, trumpets
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OXFORD: MICHAELMAS
Christ Church meadowis awash with driving rainand a wind which bites the skinand chills the blood within.Its paths are sticky, yellow mud.And the Cherwell, brown and dull,slips ever higher.Ducks, moorhens, squirrels endure it.As they endure frost and iceand the teeth … Continue reading
Posted in Oxford Blues
Tagged chapel, Cherwell, Christ Church, Christian culture, ducks, frost, ice, Man, medieval, Merton, Michaelmas, New World, Oxford, peace, spiritual ache, vision
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EVEREST (OR NEVER REST?)
Wu-Kih in a deck chair,enjoying the evening sun;contemplates the wonder therethat one and one and one makes One! Sitting on a mountain top,no-one else aroundmind and universe both stop;peace at last is found. Mee-soh struggling up the slopestrives with wit … Continue reading
Posted in Ego Ego God of the Jungle
Tagged alone, Brian Taylor, doubts, Everest, hope, karmic debt, mind, One, peace, rest, universe
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PEACE
Freedom from the Pastis the Present.Freedom from the Futureis the Present. The Presentis a crack that runs through the universe.Into it everything disappearslike snowflakesin a raging furnace. For most peoplethe Presentis a mental spacefilled by memories of the Past,thoughts of … Continue reading
Posted in Waves Talks & Poems
Tagged Brian Taylor, clear sky, crack, freedom, future, memories, mental space, past, peace, present, sun, thoughts, universe
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WAR OR PEACE
War breaks outin the land of the golden calfor in the columnsof the Daily Telegraph. Peace is foundin cloister or hearthin intervals of waror the exhausted aftermath. Whateverdeclarations of waror articles of peaceare signed,they flowfrom the labyrinthine meanderingof the human … Continue reading
Posted in Blondin
Tagged Blondin, Daily Telegraph, golden calf, Human mind, labyrinthine, peace, war
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