Brian Taylor Poems

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91.
Nomads

Formerly the Lahu were in Yunnan.
Now they have brought their black teeth and black cotton,
their smell of stale sweat and wood smoke
to places like Doi Angkhang.
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92.
Michaelmas

Christ Church meadow
is awash with driving rain
and a wind, which bites the skin
and chills the blood within.
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93.
Thank You Mr Edison

Jingle bells. Jingle bells
Jingle all the way.
Oh what fun it is to ride
On a one horse open sleigh!
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94.
Lighting Candles

“If I make merit by doing good
and share it with others,
how much will I be left with? ”
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95.
Everyday Life (Dying Normally)

Going out there is no other
coming back there is no trace.
As Eternity comes nearer-clearer,
the brackets themselves have a smaller place.
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96.
Sic Transit Gloria Mundi

The splendour of a hundred kings
fades like the bloom on a butterfly’s wings.
The meanest flower that blows
goes the same way the forest goes.
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97.
Pyramids And Sarcophagi

Why did they spend so much time there
in the anteroom of death?
What could they prepare?
Paper possessions as light as breath
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98.
Armistice Day 2014

What They died for
has not survived
their sacrifice.
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99.
Flanders Field (11.11.12)

Enter the Heart Chakra.
What can be seen?

A meadow.
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100.
Christmas Day On Samet Island

begins in the half dark
with a six inch huntsman spider
exploring my chair,
ends with a Laotian girl,
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