Brian Taylor Poems

China-bound girl,
not-yet-happiness-made-her-found girl.
Airport-station-taxis girl,
brand-new-outside-sensations girl.
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An old machine
resting there
made of bits and pieces;
whatever happened to be spare
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How glad I am
that I am here
and not somewhere else.
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(Harmony Square)

La Place de la Concorde
near the Hôtel Crillon.
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Ethics detached from intelligence
(a dangerous thing in woman) .
She abused her education
by sunbathing her ego
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Register the birth.
Now register the death.
All unfinished business
ends with the breath.
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In Buddha's sunlit laboratory
(or Dhamma chamber) ,
experiments by laboratory assistants
(or monks)
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The scent of the rose
fades in the dry air
and the roses themselves
shrivel and fall.
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Leaves blowing
in a wind
that has no origin
(and no destination) .
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A bare chest
is a cooler way
on a hot day
than a string vest.
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