Peterloo Poets

Poetry Publishers 1972 - 2009

We are sorry to announce the death of John Whitworth 11.12.1945 to 20.04.19
Many of you will know John was a well loved and respected member of the Peterloo Poets “family” in its day and was a staunch Peterloo Poets supporter over the years.

The funeral will take place at Barham Crematorium Chapel at 12:40pm on Wednesday 22nd May
Barham Crematorium (CT4 6QU) is 9.6 miles (a 20 minute drive) from Canterbury, using the A2 to Dover.
No flowers, please, but any donations would be appreciated, in John’s name, to: Pilgrim’s Hospice, 56 London Road, Canterbury, Kent, CT2 8JA or online at www.pilgrimshospices.org

 Following his editorship of the poetry magazine Phoenix (1958 - 1975), Harry Chambers founded Peterloo Poets in Manchester in 1972.
Peterloo’s first two full collections published in 1976 were Elma Mitchell’s The Poor Man in the Flesh and Edmond Leo Wright’s The Horwich Hennets. Peterloo Poets went on to publish 240 volumes of poetry.

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Marginal Land



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Poems by M.R. Peacocke


M.R. Peacocke writes: “I was born in London in 1930, but life really began for me when we went to Devon for a family holiday in 1939; war broke out and we stayed in the county. Animals, both wild and domesticated, walking on my own and writing were already what mattered to me most.

I was sent to an academic boarding school which funnelled me to Oxford; then there was teaching, marriage, bringing up two sons and two daughters, more teaching, and a liberating counselling training in middle life followed by work in the children’s cancer unit of a major hospital.

In 1985 I started afresh by moving alone to a hill farm in Cumbria which I am learning to work as a smallholding. My writing, which had gone to ground long before, began again.”


At Manavgat

At Manavgat the old man set his foot
in the waterfall on some invisible ledge,
let in his basket and stood, his arm blanched
by pounding yellows. Rags of his hair streamed out;
till, balancing himself back, he grinned and showed us,
in the depth of his frail, a fish.
    I see now: the art is, to endure
the bellow of falling water; to root in;
to be hungry enough.


Price 4.50 per copy post free
Cover illustration: ‘Dip’ by Alan Stones
Publication: JUNE 1988 (64 pages laminated paperback)