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ONLY poems listed here or in the current printed anthology are eligible for the 2015-2016 competition.

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By Wallace Stevens

The difficulty to think at the end of day,   
When the shapeless shadow covers the sun   
And nothing is left except light on your fur—...

By Kazim Ali

With thick strokes of ink the sky fills with rain.
Pretending to run for cover but secretly praying for more rain.
...

By Sarah Lindsay

Our general was elsewhere, but we drowned.
While he rested, he shipped us home
with the bulk of  his spoils...

By Robert Creeley

All night the sound had
come back again,
and again falls...

By Edna St. Vincent Millay

We were very tired, we were very merry—
We had gone back and forth all night on the ferry.
It was bare and bright, and smelled like a stable—...

By Robert Burns

O my Luve is like a red, red rose
   That’s newly sprung in June;
O my Luve is like the melody ...

By Siegfried Sassoon

Darkness: the rain sluiced down; the mire was deep;   
It was past twelve on a mid-winter night,
When peaceful folk in beds lay snug asleep;   ...

By Constance Urdang

This old house lodges no ghosts!
Those swaggering specters who found their way
Across the Atlantic...

By Tess Gallagher

Heartbeat trembling
your kingdom
of leaves...

By Mary Barnard

After reading Ash Wednesday
she looked once at the baked beans
and fled. Luncheonless, poor girl, ...

What People are Saying

"I did not expect to fall in love with poetry. I just expected to recite and be done with it. After just sitting there and analyzing my poems, I realized that the stories told through these few words mean so much. I had to step out of myself and step into the author's shoes, and with that comes great work."
Kyla Rose Bates
2016 LA POL Champion