by Rab Eden | Poems for a Summer Day
Some boast their classic streamWhere nymphs and dryads dreamTheir buildings touched by time ‘till old and grey.Our college towers in prideBy the Western waters’ sideWhere wild winds vainly beat along the bay.“What may your motto be,O college by the sea?”“Nrd byd byd... 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 | 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... by Rab Eden | Poems for a Summer Day
The friendly German speak beyond the candleWas once grey guns in concrete vaults recoiling,Was once long ruby flashes through the trees,Was cold contempt.Grim challenge flaring ruby in the night. The friendly German speak beyond the candle,Now mixed with English...