Steve Day is a writer, poet, drummer/percussionist. Born in Hackney, London. Brought up in Rayleigh, Essex. Studied theology in Birmingham. Studied Social Work, Politics & Local Government in Bristol.
Employment: Avon Social Services Department, Team Manager. Brandon Trust, Director of Communications. Later, an academic and jazz writer. For three decades Steve lived in North Somerset. In April 2021, he moved to Devon and is married to Jennie Osborne. He spent a year on the Poetry Teignmouth organising team before concentrating on Wylde Publications and music projects. He is managing editor of Wylde Publications, working closely with Ric White (musician & artist), plus the poets Jennie Osborne and Roger Philip Dennis (also an established painter, tutor & colourist). Steve is a member of Moor Poets and the performing group Untamed Poets. He currently plays drums/percussion in the Occasional Quintet, the Sam Richards Trio, the Occasional Liberation Music Orchestra & Viva plus additional music projects. In 2025 Steve hopes to be working with the dance chorographer Yolande Snaith on new movement/music/sound narratives.
He is an active member of the Ashburton Improvising Music Workshop.
Books - Prose & Poetry
Prose Writing: Two Full Ears – Listening To Improvised Music (Soundworld), Ornette Coleman – Music Always (Soundworld), Free Music (chapter) Masters Of Jazz Saxophone (Backbeat/Freeman Miller), The Ganelin Trio – A Russian Triptych (Palmyra), Looks Like Leisure? - Intellectual Disability & Social Inclusion (Churchill Livingstone)
Poetry: Day By Day (South West Arts), The Edge Of England, Selected Poems Vol 1 (Grosvenor House), Curving Sentences, Selected Poems Vol 2 (Grosvenor House), Diamonds In Streams, Selected Poems Vol 3, Invocations And Portraits (with Roger Philip Dennis) (Wylde Publications), edited & contributed to Untamed (A Collaborative Anthology of South West Poets & Visual Artists)
Music
Past Bands include: Tallow, PKAP, General Nuisance, Slippers Afire, Lagos To Lanercost, BeforePoets, Blazing Flame, Crow Country, Day Evans Dale Ensemble.
Gully Diamond wrapper blue between crevice splits sea sharp, sparkling glitter gifts for a shard place and the sliced bow that binds eyes and bathes bright blindness. The pores of a poem and picture but not the roar of the halen gully of water nor the soaring herring gull clawing at the red edge of iron ore bored into stones. Taste samphire pellet of spray-surf rung from a stirred surge of tidal currents tolling through the gaping turquoise gash dressed for a huge din in a pearl of whirlpools. Granite gannet turned to guano sucked off the stacked rock by a tidal turn that slaps a slab skin raw of metal soldiers, drives a flowered force of camouflaged factions. The Castlemartin tour of duty is in an insecure rise and fall, an avian leap over the deep. A pretty cliff harbour becomes an army manoeuvring its orders to kill or be killed. The land above the Pembrokeshire Castlemartin gully is owned by the Ministry of Defence for military training.
Steve Day, Copyright 2023 Pub. Untamed - A Collaborative Anthology South West Poets & Visual Artists Wylde Publications