Peter Spafford's poetry is startlingly humane yet equally mordant, transforming observation into eulogy and hymn for the commonplace. So exact in language and laced with intrigue, the reader has no choice but to become part of his world of imperfections and personal myth.
Matthew Hedley Stoppard
These poems demand to be read aloud as well as in solitude. They are wise, funny at times, moving, and always accessible. They get to the heart of the matter. Life! If Billy Collins and Nick Hornby met in a bar, they would drink to this fine collection and would probably be slightly envious too.
Ralph Dartford, A Firm of Poets
A Horse causes havoc in Tesco. A man walks a cricket pitch to find the outfield littered with fragments of glass. A Father, Son, a lover allows us beautifully crafted glimpses of moments that have shaped a life. Peter Spafford's poems show us the extraordinary in the ordinary and vice versa; with pathos, with humour, with humanity that shimmers from every line he writes.
Mark Connors, Word Club
These are are poems routed [sic] in language; they know how words are connected, to each other through their different meanings ( laid, in practice cradle, a slip of a catch ), and through history. Nothing in these poems is set in stone , the poems constantly reinvent themselves; they dispense wisdom on the recent financial crisis, strand us in desolation when they refuse to speak back in moments of bereavement. They resolutely refuse to be merely artefacts they aren t augury or metaphor, sometimes they are just the clear, direct reality of the horse in Tesco. These grounded, human poems walk the space between the Poetic and the Political in one poem Spafford writes of walking for the colours, the smell of walking, or just to keep warm these poems do all three things, they re practical, they re alive to the sensory world, and they re vivid. Spafford is telling us beguiling, moving, often funny stories, and we should listen
Peter Spafford s poems display a potent mix of memory and imagination, mystery and unease, sorrow and celebration. Tender and unflinching, they are always interesting, giving back more and more with each rereading.