ONLY poems listed here or in the current printed anthology are eligible for the 2015-2016 competition.
The fountains mingle with the river
And the rivers with the ocean,
The winds of heaven mix for ever ...
My own dear love, he is strong and bold
And he cares not what comes after.
His words ring sweet as a chime of gold, ...
If yet I have not all thy love,
Dear, I shall never have it all;
I cannot breathe one other sigh, to move, ...
I went to the dances at Chandlerville,
And played snap-out at Winchester.
One time we changed partners, ...
Travel is a vanishing act
Only to those who are left behind.
What the traveler knows...
Go to the western gate, Luke Havergal,
There where the vines cling crimson on the wall,
And in the twilight wait for what will come. ...
Child, when you’re sad put on your blue shoes.
You know that Mama loves you lollipops
and Daddy still has a job to lose....
No eye that sees could fail to remark you:
like any leaf the rain leaves fixed to and
flat against the barn’s gray shingle. But ...
A silver Lucifer
cocaine in cornucopia...
Over my head, I see the bronze butterfly,
Asleep on the black trunk,
Blowing like a leaf in green shadow. ...
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