James Clayton Taylor

In Savannah, Georgia, James Taylor has been haunted by the images of moss clinging to the southern live oaks and the baritone winds whispering, creating a sense of loneliness around and through, the Colonial Squares. Taylor has learned the language of joy and pain in the affairs of the heart, and has used those emotions in writing prose, poetry, music, and songs.

In Savannah, Georgia, James Taylor has been haunted by the images of moss clinging to the southern live oaks and the baritone winds whispering, creating a sense of loneliness around and through, the Colonial Squares. Taylor has learned the language of joy and pain in the affairs of the heart, and has used those emotions in writing prose, poetry, music, and songs. See less