ONLY poems listed here or in the current printed anthology are eligible for the 2015-2016 competition.
She fears him, and will always ask
What fated her to choose him;
She meets in his engaging mask ...
Pomegranates fell from the trees
in our sleep. If we stayed
in the sun too long...
Now comes the evening of the mind.
Here are the fireflies twitching in the blood;
Here is the shadow moving down the page...
Suppose I said the word “springtime”
and I wrote the words “king salmon”
on a piece of paper...
As a boy I bicycled the block
w/a brown mop top falling
into a tail bleached blond,...
By the stream, where the ground is soft
and gives, under the slightest pressure—even
the fly would leave its footprint here ...
When love was a question, the message arrived
in the beak of a wire and plaster bird. The coloratura
was hardly to be believed. For flight, ...
The lords of life, the lords of life,—
I saw them pass,
In their own guise,...
Like Crusoe with the bootless gold we stand ...
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