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Brian Taylor is a Poet and Philosopher who lives in Cornwall, England and the Far East.
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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
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Tagged space, heart, you, Blondin, God, Heaven, dust, rose, intercosmic, treasures on earth, polar ice, throne, cling
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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 … Continue reading
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Tagged builder, calculations, dragon sings, empires rise, houses, nothing, silence, space, stars, sun
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THE FOUNTAIN
The fountain reaches upwards into space and, finding nothing to sustain it there, falls back into its proper place. And in this endless rise and fall, we see the start and finish of us all. Time flies through summer and … Continue reading
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Tagged butterflies, elephants, fountain, space, summer, Time
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EVERYDAY LIFE (DYING NORMALLY)
Going out there is no other
coming back there is no trace.
As Eternity comes nearer… Continue reading
THE FOUNTAIN
The Fountain The fountainreaches upwards into spaceand, finding nothingto sustain it there,falls back into its proper place. And in this endlessrise and fall,we see the start and finishof us all. Time fliesthrough summer and through wintry skies;measures elephants and butterflies,marks … Continue reading
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Tagged birth, butterflies, death, fountain, nothing, space, Time, world
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LISTENERS
Listeners Where there are listenersthere is no silence. Either the soundof the listeners’ mindsreboundfrom the boundlessness of space,or the universe itself poundsout a multivociferous chatter;the sound of reaching out,selectingrejectingand pain;coming togetherand falling apart again. Every plant, every stone, every sunhas … Continue reading
