Brian Taylor has been a Poet and Philosopher in Cornwall, England and the Far East.
Tag Archives: prison
A poemopens a windowin the prison wall. If it’s not a poem,it’s just a pictureon the wall. Who paints pictureson the prison wallis surely in the gaoler’s pay. May all beings be happy!May they be free from ill will!May they … Continue reading
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
In the Jungle of the Worldand the Tangle of the Senseswe build us huts of mud and heartacheand make (and mend) our fragile fences. ‘This is me! That is mine!’is the burden of our song.We cannot see, still less definethat … Continue reading
The Tree of Life is flowering;clusters of yellow showeringgolden petalsin seasonal abundanceon bare roads. One hundred and twenty-one Burmese,including fourteen children,travelled east looking for workin a locked air-tight container;twelve square metresof standing,enduringjolting pot-holed tracksand double- backs. When the ventilator failed,they started … Continue reading