Brian Taylor Poems

Space you measure in feet and inches
and shoes by where your big toe pinches;
seasons by cherry, rose and snow,
when may comes and swallows go:
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A girl pedals.
A boy with the dream of her shirt in his eye
rides the metal carrier behind,
pressing her feet down with his.
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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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(Harmony Square)

La Place de la Concorde
near the Hôtel Crillon.
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Sanor is walking by the river,
she is sixty eight.
Her face is beaming,
it is Uposatha Day.
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At Tha Thua they sweat,
eat ice, jump in river.
At Whitsands we're wet,
wear coats and just shiver.
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Walking On
is not just a matter
of feet
measuring out
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Gossip and slander
is pouring water
on the earth.
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Abraham Lincoln,
may his name be blessed,
has risen from his place of rest
fearing that America is sinking
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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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