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ONLY poems listed here or in the current printed anthology are eligible for the 2016-2017 competition.

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By W. S. Merwin

Oh pile of white shirts who is coming
to breathe in your shapes to carry your numbers
to appear ...

By Ben Belitt

Rise, cleanly trust, divided star,
And spend that delicate fraud upon the night—
A lover’s instance moving mindful air...

By Emily Brontë

No coward soul is mine
No trembler in the world's storm-troubled sphere
I see Heaven's glories shine...

By Li-Young Lee

That scraping of iron on iron when the wind   
rises, what is it? Something the wind won’t   
quit with, but drags back and forth. ...

By Louise Glück

Mother died last night,
Mother who never dies.
...

By Walt Whitman

A noiseless patient spider,
I mark’d where on a little promontory it stood isolated,
Mark’d how to explore the vacant vast surrounding, ...

By Charlotte Mew

Not for that city of the level sun,
     Its golden streets and glittering gates ablaze—
     The shadeless, sleepless city of white days,...

By David Rivard

The days are dog-eared, the edges torn,   
ragged—like those pages   
I ripped once out of library books, ...

By Jane Kenyon

Searching for pillowcases trimmed   
with lace that my mother-in-law
once made, I open the chest of drawers   ...

By Natalie Shapero

What I adore is not horses, with their modern
domestic life span of 25 years. What I adore
is a bug that lives only one day, especially if...

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Rose Horowitz
2016 ME POL Champion