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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 Eleanor Wilner

Nights, by the light of whatever would burn:
tallow, tinder and the silken rope
of wick that burns slow, slow ...

By Randall Jarrell

The saris go by me from the embassies.

Cloth from the moon. Cloth from another planet.   ...

By Louise Bogan

Women have no wilderness in them,
They are provident instead,
Content in the tight hot cell of their hearts ...

By Alfred Corn

Loaf after loaf, in several sizes,
and never does it not look fresh,
as though its insides weren’t moist ...

By Charles Simic

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The brightly-painted horse...

By Barbara Guest

The simple contact with a wooden spoon and the word   
recovered itself, began to spread as grass, forced   
as it lay sprawling to consider the monument where   ...

By Samuel Taylor Coleridge

All Nature seems at work. Slugs leave their lair—
The bees are stirring—birds are on the wing—
And Winter slumbering in the open air, ...

By Rachel Sherwood

As this suburban summer wanders toward dark
cats watch from their driveways — they are bored
and await miracles. The houses show, through windows...

By William Wordsworth

The world is too much with us; late and soon,
Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers;—
Little we see in Nature that is ours; ...

By Robert Creeley

I wanted so ably
to reassure you, I wanted
the man you took to be me, ...

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