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Brian Taylor has been a Poet and Philosopher in Cornwall, England and the Far East.
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UNFINISHED
A face half in shadowin the gallery;sudden silenceamong the guests,candlelit at the long table below. Girlsserving sherbetin the caravanserai.Before the whirlwindin the sandstorm’s eyetears up the desert. A severed headand the black mask of the executioneron Tower Hill. Broken masts … Continue reading
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Tagged dream, footprints, girls, guests, imprints, lifetime, mask, masts and sails, mind, pendulum, quietus, reunited, sea, shadow, silence, unfinished, whirlwind
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SATAN STILL FINDS WORK FOR IDLE HANDS
Between the stairwayand the stair,the Soul has sensed the Shadow therereaching out from somewhere grey;has felt the sunlight slide away. Between the windowand the framehas passed the Rat that has no nameto gnaw and chew and breed and tearand take … Continue reading
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Tagged arsonist, Blondin, charm, funeral pyre, Night, Satan, shadow, soul, spirit, sunlight, thought, upward flight, work
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BLUE BOTTLE MIND
Even in all your fine regalia,hint of blue and buzzing wingall the trappings of your kind,you are far from being a substantial thing,and all your efforts end in failure.All entomic paraphernalia,proboscis, thorax, abdomen, wings that fly,six legs, antennae, multi-faceted eye,are … Continue reading
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Tagged Blondin, Bluebottle mind, desire, dust, facsimile, fly, Lust, paraphernalia, pride, shadow, silent hell, thought, wings
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MON SEMBLABLE
Look for it, you will not find.Flee it, you cannot escape.It shines, unbidden in your mind,is both the shadow and the shape.You cannot hold, or change or lose it.You cannot welcome or refuse it.You did not make or break or … Continue reading
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Tagged Blondin, Brian Taylor, cannot escape it, choose it, look for it, mind, mon semblable, shadow, shines, you
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NORMAL
Pain is in proportion to livingness.The more alive you are,the more it hurtsto live.This is normal. The young hurt mostbut mend quickest.New flesh healswhere old flesh withers.Young mind feelspain piercing and deep;often so deep that of itself it heals;a child … Continue reading
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Tagged alive, all is for the Norm, Blondin, clinging, eternal singing, grasping, heals, heart, letting go, new flesh, Normal, normal world, normality, old flesh, pain, pain shines through, prophet, shadow
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