anabatic

By Tom Pickard b. 1946 Tom Pickard
at first they recce,
      easy,
around the edge of  breath

then gathered gangs unleash
and breach

but the wind has no objective,
riding the slope of my roof

Source: Poetry (October 2013).

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This poem originally appeared in the October 2013 issue of Poetry magazine

October 2013

Biography

In impoverished northeastern England, Tom Pickard co-founded and for several years managed Morden Tower, a poetry center situated on a medieval city wall in the industrial sector of Newcastle upon Tyne. As Eric Mottram commented in Primary Sources, there "the finest British and American poets read at a time when they were unheard elsewhere in [England]." Pickard related that in 1984, "Morden Tower celebrated its twentieth year . . .

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SUBJECT Nature, Weather

POET’S REGION England

Poetic Terms Free Verse

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