by Rab Eden | Poems for a Summer Day
Nor friend nor foeBut neutral to all thought,The tilting sky leans too and fro,Whilst the long rollers surge past on their taskOf aimless travel through the maiden years.Too and fro, and too and fro againThe restless hills for ever roll in vain. Fleet bird of... by Rab Eden | Poems for a Summer Day
Somebody splashed all his coloured paints To make dawn in the desert sky, Then he poured them into the race of time But forgot to mention why. And with them he poured the scented warmth Of summer nights on the Nile, And with them too the morning breeze And the bright... by Rab Eden | Poems for a Summer Day
Thoughts on a painting by Munke Lonely redhead by the sea,why do you look away?Today and yesterday,tomorrow too,dull rock, blind seaand you. What have you done?Do voiceless tempests blaze in unseen eyesor glittering careless worlds of tearsor blank despair like... by Rab Eden | Poems for a Summer Day
The smoke from the peat will drift In the mists of morning, And the tides of time will roll Round the heather hills, Till they mix in the wisp of the smile of the silent dawning Of the world of a child of the peat and the heather hills. It floats like the empty years... by Rab Eden | Poems for a Summer Day
Sunlight On bright carpets walls and ceilings Nothing except emptiness And eight rightangular corners watching each room There is no past here Just bright carpets walls and ceilings And groups of eight rightangular corners waiting for the new tenants But close your...