by Rab Eden | Poems for a Summer Day
If I were to recognise her now it could only be by a glimpse of black fishnet lace stockings between knee- length black skirt and high brown leather boots. What if she has taken off the boots and stockings? What then? Her well-cut clothes were mostly black, if that is... by Rab Eden | Poems for a Summer Day
She sits alone in her dreaming As lost as the lonely sea She lives in the past and the future And in worlds that are never to be She gazes across the water And yearns for the power to fly To the land beyond the sunset The prison wall of the sky In her... by Rab Eden | Poems for a Summer Day
We had no wish for the storm in the night,For the weary cold of the morning lightOn the helpless ruin which proves its might …But wait and watch now the work is done,For we are the lost when the dawn is come. A million beings who have lived aloneAnd perished... by Rab Eden | Poems for a Summer Day
From the inner tent to the living quarters; out across a stony patch; down a woodland path to the river and a sight of the limestone cliff beyond. At first a pale yellow light – yellow with a rosy gauze like quality about it, filtered and timeless in its guarded... by Rab Eden | Poems for a Summer Day
It would be laughable if it were not so serious.It would be serious if it were not so laughable.Laughable, serious; serious, laughable.Laughable-serious?My head spins, for which is which? Round the sun in lurid splendourEarth is circling to its doom,Lost in time and...