by Rab Eden | Poems for a Summer Day
(Three gold bangles found on Colyton Raleigh Moor, 1986) The Pleiades, bejewellèd scorn,Watch Halley’s Comet come and goSo many times,So many times …Here in the mud and stones we lie,Cast silent witness to the sky,And wait for you. We clasped the white of... by Rab Eden | Poems for a Summer Day
Nameless in some lost oblivion, Darkly hopeless out of sight; Waiting, Turning, Loyal ever On the echo fringes of the night. Unseen shadow closing slowly, Steady on the homeward run; Ancient, Youthful, Never failing, Sweeping inward; turning to the sun. Northward... by Rab Eden | Poems for a Summer Day
To restless eyes of wandering men You seem to be Remote, Enshrouded in a yielding crust Of lonely mystery. Part Chinese foodstuff, part a jest, Part menace of the sea; A mouth In dappled sunlight on the sands, Brave symbol of the free. You blindly graze on the... by Rab Eden | Reflections
This account was, as I sharpened my pencil, intended to concern Her Majesty’s Fijian Ship Latui, The Hawk. But there seems to be some writer-resistance, so now it appears the topic is to be Mbengga (or Beqa if you prefer) lagoon. As I write, though,... by Rab Eden | Poems for a Summer Day
Peach pip, you’re about to visitWorlds of which you never dreamed.I’m about to throw you forthwithIn the rolling ocean deeps,Deeps so very deep and darkYou’d be right to have the creeps. Peach pip, I believe there must beTen thousand feet of water...