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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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BLYTH, Steven




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Poems by Steven Blyth


Steven Blyth was born in 1968 in Bolton, where he still lives. He studied Literature and Philosophy at Bolton Institute of Higher Education and also Contemporary Poetry as a postgraduate at Manchester University. In 1994 his poetry won a Gregory Award and it has been published in a wide variety of leading magazines. It has also been broadcast on BBC radio. In 1997 he won first prize in the Staple Poetry Competition. He works in local government in Stretford, Manchester, and edits the literary magazine Prop. A first pamphlet collection, The Gox, was published by Redbeck Press in 1996 to widespread acclaim.

Baddy is Steven Blyth’s first full collection. The following reviews of his pamphlet The Gox will serve to illustrate the themes, subject matter and techniques of this volume:

“Blyth is a fluent writer who assembles a large cast . . . Many poems record comic misunderstandings and mishearings with a neat talent for dialogue and excellent imagery to boost the humour. A poet to watch.”
                                     Anne Born, Poetry Quarterly Review

“Its singularity of style is astonishing. Nearly all the poems in this volume are in the voice of children, or adults recalling childhood, and dedicated to one subject, sound. Cherishing the child’s imagination before the facts of adulthood beat it into submission, Blyth’s best poems focus on the raw associations of a child’s tentative steps into literacy . . . we can expect to hear a lot more from this impressive new voice.”
                                                  Ra Page, Acumen


Sports Days

What mattered back then? I’ll tell you what:
Matter, that’s what. The solid stuff: the weight
Of the shot put, the thud of a soccer ball
Against your instep, the crack of a hurdle
Against your toe. That’s what counted. No medals
For kids who were good at trig; and girls
Weren’t impressed by a grasp of each type of verb
Or meanings of long, scientific words.

He’d try to dodge it, of course. Say he was sick,
Hide in the loos. On the fields we’d make
Life tough for kids like him – swots who were top
In all that airy fairy classroom crap.
He hated matter: boots walloping his shins,
Corkys bowled at his head and, worst, those javelins.

On sports day, they’d take us out to the track
To watch the best compete. He’d lie on his back
And stare at clouds, admire the way they floated,
Weightless. He’d identify the type of cloud,
Then wait for the inevitable rain,
The postponement, being sent back in,
Shouting their names as he ran back to school:
“Nimbostratus! Altocumulus!” Each one
Just like the words of a magical spell.


Price 7.95 per copy post free (5.30 post free to Associate Members)
Cover illustration: ‘ No More Mr. Nice Guy’ by Chris Hart
Publication: SUMMER 1997 (55 pages laminated paperback)