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John Taylor

Poetry

Summer 1969

From the Other Side

By John Taylor

Greasy wings, My angel hangs outside the screen. His black lips whisper mud, Old baseball scores, Sermons out of Del Rio Meaningless as a moth’s flutterings, And yet he has […]

Poetry

Summer 1969

Speech out of the Dark

By John Taylor

Cain’s kin, A march-stepper too, I howl with Grendel as he runs Bleeding into the dark, Seeking his mother in the stagnant mere— The hero hunts us like the sun […]

Poetry

Spring 1964

A Dead Girl

By John Taylor

A cold perfection clings Only a moment. Smile, Caught napping for awhile, At us, who think such things As faces matter now, And have rouged yours the pink Of youth. […]

Poetry

Summer 1962

Carmen Saeculare

By John Taylor

Shuffle and reshuffle. Still the times will stack The dies irae ready in the deck. Grown various-minded as a hand grenade, I feel like bursting, or a Grant-in-Aid; See Europe […]