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Chapman - WolfWind

WolfWind - Tom Bryan

Ruined Croft

The gable gash alone is not fatal.
Slates are sliding in crazy dips,
rattling like shards in the withering wind.
Deep rivulets are eroding the bedrock.
The whole thing is sinking.
Angry armies of reeds advance,
cutting swathes
through choking daffodils.
The timber is sound.
The door ajar, but hanging.
Joists and cladding, able and dry.
For eight years, a cup of tea,
half-drunk, sits on the table.


Tom Bryan is a poet of places and people. He does not stand alone but needs to know where he comes from. But the history informing these poems comes not from books, but living experience and personal testimony, whether in Canada or Scotland. His feel for the natural environment reverberates in his description of landscape, no blurred moor and bracken backdrop, but startling specifics. In his love of the land, and its people, he speaks out to the widest community.

Sept 1996, 64pp, 215 x 140 mm, pbk, ISBN-10: 0-906772-63-X / ISBN-13: 978-0-906772-63-8 £7.00 inc p&p