by Rab Eden | Poems for a Summer Day
Calypso’s Cave, Gozo. He came from the sea and went back to the sea. For seven slow years I gave him all my love Whilst he pined on the beach and wept. He wept, who meant more than life to me; He wept until the Gods decreed His freedom. He had no choice; he had... by Rab Eden | Poems for a Summer Day
Why does not the bugle sound?And whereThe lookout on the fortress wall,The sentry at the gate?Where has he gone, the colonel in his sovereign pride,The central power upon the hill;What was his fate? Why did they desert their posts?For see,The brazen sun still vaults... by Rab Eden | Poems for a Summer Day
Gold flare in the night sky, Gold fire swirling free, Phoenix of west Europe’s future rising flaming from the sea; Future strength and life and hope, Sunshine trapped and streaming free, Rising dancing from the sea. Glimmer in the dark mist, Glimmer far... by Rab Eden | Poems for a Summer Day
Fortunate steak on the plate here before me, Fortunate beast at the end of your day. Your problem is how now to mix with the red wine, Not how to behave with the wife of the neighbour When he is away. Fortunate beast did you never eye her Through hay that is... by Rab Eden | Poems for a Summer Day
The sunset fades to nothingnessBeyond the Golden Gate.San Andreas points his dagger;The wheeling world must wait.The wheeling oceans of the mindDream, brood and hesitateUpon the passing moment of our fate. My heart can feel the seasonsThrob on as if in pain,Though I... 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...