Brian Taylor is a Poet and Philosopher who lives in Cornwall, England and the Far East.
Tag Archives: Thailand
Saeng (Light) is forty two.“When I was twenty five, I died.”Four men in white with red capsled him away along a gravel road.On either side were sālās,evidence of his good deeds.At the end of the road were monksand he gave … 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
Under a bridge,white vanblue overalls,accidentblack spot. The spirits of those who die violentlyspiral around in turbulence,causing more accidents. The Buddhist Association, funded by public donations,collects the piecesand pacifies the spiritswith chanting and cremations. It is an unconnected factthat, even if … Continue reading
Acharn Suphot is the Temple Warden.Previously he was Headmasterof the Temple School for thirty five years. “In the past, for as long as anyone can remember, children studied the Code of Good Conduct.Thirty years ago, the Government appointed a Christian as Minister of … Continue reading
YOU ARE NOW ENTERING SILOM ROADTHE POLLUTION LEVEL IS VERY HIGH The terracotta pavement is linedwith pradhu trees, the symbol of the Navy,hung with orchids (wooden bananas). Outside a shop called “Modern Optical”with its reflecting rows of à la mode … Continue reading
Their leaves of grass* emerge and fade;with windblown rustling tongues converse.The grove has grown throughout the universe,spreads everywhere its pleasant living shade;creating north south east and west (the fierce, unending struggle to be best);relentlessly growing.The variety is unimaginable,the sameness unknowingand … Continue reading