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Brian Taylor has been a Poet and Philosopher in Cornwall, England and the Far East.
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THE HEART OF DARKNESS
The explorer draws his mapand plunges into space.Why should he stumble onat every fresh mishapand draw back in blank surpriseas the landscape he has createdis revealed before his eyes? Having nailed his mirrorin its placefirmly to the wall,why the sudden … Continue reading
Posted in Bamboo Leaves
Tagged Bamboo Leaves, darkness, explorer, face, heart, horror, landscape, mirror, space, surprise, terror
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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 return of the … Continue reading
Posted in Oxford Blues
Tagged being, bless, dragonflies, ducks, empty heart, future, Life, Magdalen, Oxford Blues, past, paths, peace, play, space, undergraduates, waiting, Yes!
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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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LISTEN
What is that sound?Like the trailing of a fanthrough a silent anteroom? It is the murmur of airruffling leaves. It is the herald of the whirlwindwhich will strip those leaves from their treesand wrench the trees from the hillsideand blast … Continue reading
HERE NOW
Here exists in SpaceNow exists in Time,so how can they be the same? New York exists in America (space).New York exists at five o’clock (time)say the Americans.But you can’t sayNew York IS five o’clockor New York IS America!(Unless you are … Continue reading
Posted in Gnomonic Verses
Tagged America, bliss, butterfly, caterpillar, Chaos, facsimile, here, Hindus, joy, memory, New York, Now, preference, regret, sat-chit-ananda, space, Time
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HE THAT EARS LET HIM HEAR
The buzzing in the Brainforms a screenso that what is really quite plainis hardly heard or seen –ubiquitous and trans-eternal Pain. Voicesdrifting on the winds of space,leaves from the Tree of Time;telling the Seasons,warning of disasters to come,(or already here),of … Continue reading
Posted in Ego Ego God of the Jungle
Tagged brain, disasters, mindfulness, palaces of kings, purity, screen, Seasons, space, spider, trans-eternal pain, Tree of Time, voices
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JUPITER SPINS
Jupiter spins, they say, three times as fastas earth and thus enjoys a shorter day.They say the sun will grow and then, at last,burn up the planets which lie in its way. They say, the universe is growingor perhaps has … Continue reading
Posted in Blondin
Tagged black holes, Blondin, brighter than the sun, dep inside, dies, earth, here, Jupiter, planets, space, sun, telescopes, universe
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TREASURES ON EARTH, TREASURES IN HEAVEN
The scent of the rosefades in the dry airand the roses themselvesshrivel and fall. The Rose Garden toosuccumbs to the developerand his high-rise flatswhich brush against the sky. Red bricks give wayto changing architectural fashionor a motorwayor a bomb. And … Continue reading
Posted in Blondin
Tagged Blondin, cling, dust, God, heart, Heaven, intercosmic, polar ice, rose, space, throne, treasures on earth, you
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