by Rab Eden | Poems for a Summer Day
The people’s flag is sort of pink,But tinged with blue to help us thinkWe know what we are up to inThis jungle infested with spin. So raise the pinkish standard high,No need to whinge or cringe or cry.Though left-wingers moan and right-wingers sneerWe’ll keep the pink... by Rab Eden | Poems for a Summer Day
Shamen tell me of your peoples,Dwellers in the jungle glades.Tell me now or tell me never,‘Ere they creep into the shades. Tell me of their ancient wisdomGifted by the early earth.Tell of love and hate and worship,Gods of fire and death and birth. Fugitives from... by Rab Eden | Poems for a Summer Day
To long slow sigh of ocean’s empty songI wrote one name in sand …Then one name more.Hot sand.And sat to watch the lonely shadows creep,Shades on a distant dreaming sunlit shore. The murmured touch of timeless summers past,The ocean in the breeze.With careful... by Rab Eden | Reflections
The brain is an electro-chemical entity, which in the case of humans is stated by one author to contain some 1011 self-organising neurones with some 1014 connections. Whatever the precise numbers, the human brain is of huge complexity, with a processing power... by Rab Eden | Poems for a Summer Day
Who is this God,This Numen who creates HimselfIn one giant puff,(And that light touch if so you will),Then far withdrawnBacks off,Uncertain who created whom,And silent lurks behind a bleak conceitOf doubt? Well may He doubt,As from His pale miasmic hazeOf...