Brian Taylor

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Brian Taylor Poems

1. Oxford: Michaelmas 12/8/2008
2. Returning To The Root 12/18/2008
3. Rainer Maria Rilke 9/24/2009
4. The One And The Many 12/26/2009
5. Peace 12/26/2009
6. Long Snake, Short Ladder 1/11/2010
7. Perseverance 1/17/2010
8. Big Snake 1/28/2010
9. Deep Down To Death 3/2/2010
10. This Year 3/5/2010
11. Purity 3/20/2010
12. You Are At Peace 4/18/2010
13. Now 5/7/2010
14. Great Men 5/30/2010
15. Shadows 12/17/2010
16. Speech 12/27/2010
17. Under The Dark Of The Vine Veranda 12/29/2010
18. There Are Silences 1/4/2011
19. Silence 1/5/2011
20. Cut Into The Human Wood 1/7/2011
21. Make An Effort 1/13/2011
22. Midsummer Dream 1/17/2011
23. Completing Cycles 1/31/2011
24. Transcendental Rose 6/20/2010
25. Why? 8/1/2010
26. Waiting 8/5/2010
27. Prospero Burns His Books 8/7/2010
28. Freedom To Or Freedom From? 11/1/2010
29. The Season 2/27/2011
30. Spring 3/8/2011
31. The Humble Were Great Once 3/27/2011
32. As You See It 4/6/2011
33. Raising The Dead 4/9/2011
34. January 23 2005 12/1/2010
35. Siva 5/4/2011
36. Ancient Mariner To Clerk 5/9/2011
37. Survivors And Inheritors 5/16/2011
38. Weekend People 6/2/2011
39. Normal 7/3/2011
40. Yes 7/24/2011
Best Poem of Brian Taylor

Cinderella's Shoes

The ugly sister, Alice,
glared at the mirror with reflected malice;
gave a grin
and blew a bubble;
stroked the stubble
on her chin
and simpered, in unbridled bliss,
'What a charmer I iss! '
adding, with a grimace,
'Who's the prettier, glass face? '

'Cinderella!
Cinderella. Cinderella. Cinderella.
Cinderella. Cinderella.'
The mirror twinkled a little wintry.
'Cinderella. Cinderella....'

The tiny fragments of splintery
glass were swept up by footman Fred.
'What a wolatile woman! ' Fred said.
'A weally, wolatile woman! ...

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Cinderella's Shoes

The ugly sister, Alice,
glared at the mirror with reflected malice;
gave a grin
and blew a bubble;
stroked the stubble
on her chin
and simpered, in unbridled bliss,
'What a charmer I iss! '
adding, with a grimace,

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