Brian Taylor has been a Poet and Philosopher in Cornwall, England and the Far East.
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“In and out the windowsas we have done before.” Moving in and out of beingstopping just this side of seeing,in and out of life they pass,kestrel, robin, spider, mouse.Each their special shapes they wear,striving on from here to there.From here … Continue reading
“There’s nothing either good or badbut thinking makes it so.” And riding on that apophthegm,to lower worlds they gountil the pain compresses themand makes them scream out, “No!” There is some truth in points of view,that what seems good to … Continue reading
So if you seeyou’re hanging on a treeas someone else’s pear,how did you get there? Solitary Rose.How come it doesn’t realiseit’s the one and only?How come it isn’t lonely?Or even a little melancholy? Exemplary Rose! .
A tree climbed over the wallto give us its shade and its cooland asked for nothing back at all. Except, perhaps, the wall. .
The flowers of the Strangling Figare fertilised by wasps.Its fruit is delightfulto green pigeons, hornbills, macaquesbarbets, gibbons and langursand ends up in their guts. From there the seedfinds its way to a moist spoton the canopy of a suitable tree. … Continue reading