ONLY poems listed here or in the current printed anthology are eligible for the 2017-2018 competition.
Here is the grackle, people.
Here is the fox, folks.
The grackle sits in the bracken. The fox ...
To make a final conquest of all me,
Love did compose so sweet an enemy,
In whom both beauties to my death agree, ...
Fairy tales are full of impossible tasks:
Gather the chin hairs of a man-eating goat,
Or cross a sulphuric lake in a leaky boat,...
It was midday before we noticed it was morning.
The boy cousins brought us a tray—soup and cheese,
warm soda, and a soft cloth and candy for her fever....
Once you said joking slyly, If I’m killed
I’ll come to haunt your solemn bed,
I’ll stand and glower at the head...
The river is famous to the fish.
The loud voice is famous to silence, ...
Each day I go into the fieldsto see what is growing
and what remains to be done.
It is always the same thing: nothing...
The heat so peaked tonight
the moon can’t cool
Come, let’s go in.
has shyly grinned...
Matilde, years or days
here or there, ...
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