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BAMBOO LEAVES: August 2013
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Poetry in Thailand By Brian Taylor. Saturday, 24 August 2013. Venerable Father of Seven Kings. The Venerable Luang Pu Soh. Is a famous teacher of meditation. He is eighty-seven years old. In the second year after his ordination,. While he was sitting in his kuti,. A large golden snake, six metres long. And as thick as a house post,. Entered the hut, slithered straight towards him. And lifted him up so that he was seated on its coils. It pushed its head into his body, but he felt no pain,. Through the air,.
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BAMBOO LEAVES: October 2012
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Poetry in Thailand By Brian Taylor. Friday, 5 October 2012. Always comes in February. This is the last. Of the twelve year cycle;. The Year of the Pig. Processions, dragon dances,. Fireworks and smoke,. The Chinese close their shops,. Do not sweep their houses. They put a spray. Of cream and purple orchids. They put peacock-eye feathers. In the Spirit House of Chao Ti. Hung up her baby. By its left ankle. She let it bob and scream. A silver coloured bowl. Someone caught the baby. Muslims exploded bombs,.
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BAMBOO LEAVES: BIG SNAKE
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Poetry in Thailand By Brian Taylor. Saturday, 24 August 2013. Venerable Father of Seven Kings. The Venerable Luang Pu Soh. Is a famous teacher of meditation. He is eighty-seven years old. In the second year after his ordination,. While he was sitting in his kuti,. A large golden snake, six metres long. And as thick as a house post,. Entered the hut, slithered straight towards him. And lifted him up so that he was seated on its coils. It pushed its head into his body, but he felt no pain,. Through the air,.
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BAMBOO LEAVES: November 2012
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Poetry in Thailand By Brian Taylor. Thursday, 29 November 2012. FLOWERS OF THE HUMAN SPIRIT. Bangkok Royal Temple Guard. A woman looks up. Among the dirt and pollution. Of Silom Road and joins. Her palms together in salutation. Someone has put two one-baht coins. In her plastic cup. Without looking at her face). One hundred yards away,. The British Club is going to cool. With ice for a Polar Swim. At 1100 am on New Year’s Day. 8220;Free of Charge. Free hot mulled wine.”. There is a double crash barrier.
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BAMBOO LEAVES: August 2012
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Poetry in Thailand By Brian Taylor. Sunday, 26 August 2012. Muslin wrap round a Bodhi Tree in Thailand. Khun’s house stands impermanently. By a large and ancient Bodhi tree. This has lent him its shade. Since the house was first made. And has spread its branches comfortably. Under such a tree was Buddha enlightened. Hundreds of birds come here. To watch the night fade. And the dark sun appear. Khun has heard of chicken flu. Seeing all those birds, he fears. That he might catch it too. The Council refused,.
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BAMBOO LEAVES: FLOWERS OF THE HUMAN SPIRIT
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Poetry in Thailand By Brian Taylor. Thursday, 29 November 2012. FLOWERS OF THE HUMAN SPIRIT. Bangkok Royal Temple Guard. A woman looks up. Among the dirt and pollution. Of Silom Road and joins. Her palms together in salutation. Someone has put two one-baht coins. In her plastic cup. Without looking at her face). One hundred yards away,. The British Club is going to cool. With ice for a Polar Swim. At 1100 am on New Year’s Day. 8220;Free of Charge. Free hot mulled wine.”. There is a double crash barrier.
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BAMBOO LEAVES: THE DYING RACES OF MANKIND
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Poetry in Thailand By Brian Taylor. Saturday, 29 June 2013. THE DYING RACES OF MANKIND. Ah Kah Tribal Women. When the rich see the very poor. They know it is time. To buy their valuables. Were driven out of Tibet. By the Tibetans,. Out of China by the Chinese. And out of Burma. Ah Kah people are very poor. And cannot offer much resistance. They make exquisite silver jewellery. Have been buying them. Ah Kah people have bright shining souls. Have been buying them. Although the missionaries,. The missionari...
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BOOK REVIEWS « UniversalOctopus.com
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The originality and brilliant sharpness of the terse, ego-shattering poetry of Brian Taylor reaches a peak in Gnomonic Verses. The Poet’s mixture of unrelenting (and playfully humorous) satire and intuitive insight aids us to see our (and humanity’s) true reflection – offering a rare respite from the circular track and indicating the way out of our suffering predicament.”. Linden Brough, Writer. Looking forward to reading more! A marvellous and truly stunning book! 8221; Tim Ormonde, England. May all bei...
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THIS WEEK'S PROJECT: UPSTREAMING
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PROJECTS ARE TOOLS TO BE USED TO BRING THE FUTURE INTO THE PRESENT AND MAKE IT BETTER. Thursday, 18 April 2013. ELUCIDATION OF THE PROJECT – UPSTREAMING. The diagram of the triangle is a conceptual image. It is a tool for understanding UPSTREAMING and how it works and also how to put it into practice. In everyday life. Here and now. The space between them (the base line) represents the area in which the conflict is played out. In opposition to its opposing form. These forms can be physical. Cats and dogs...
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THIS WEEK'S PROJECT: NEW PROJECT
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PROJECTS ARE TOOLS TO BE USED TO BRING THE FUTURE INTO THE PRESENT AND MAKE IT BETTER. Monday, 24 December 2012. NEW PROJECT: "YOU CAN'T MAKE TOO MUCH MERIT.". NEW PROJECT: "EMPTY-HANDED I GO AND LO! THE SPADE IS IN MY HANDS”? 28 December, 2012. Empty-handed I go and yet the spade is in my hands;. I walk on foot, and yet on the back of an ox I am riding:. When I pass over the bridge,. Lo, the water floweth not, but the bridge doth flow. Shan-hui Essays in Zen Buddhism). Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).