ONLY poems listed here or in the current printed anthology are eligible for the 2018-2019 competition.
A narrow Fellow in the Grass
Occasionally rides -
You may have met him? Did you not...
Nature, that washed her hands in milk,
And had forgot to dry them,
Instead of earth took snow and silk, ...
Wake to find everything black
what was white, all the vice
versa—white maids on TV, black...
I’ve known rivers:
I’ve known rivers ancient as the world and older than the flow of human blood in human veins.
Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame,
With conquering limbs astride from land to land;
Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand...
Have but one God: thy knees were sore
If bent in prayer to three or four.
I said Folk was dressed in Blues but hairier and hemped.
After "We acoustic banjo disciples!" Jebediah said, "When
and whereforth shall the bucolic blacks with good tempers...
Night Magic (Blue Jester), 1988, by Carlos Almaraz
After Federico García Lorca
This night nurse is different.
She walks into my room and does not turn the light on.
She thinks I am sleeping....
Oh pile of white shirts who is coming
to breathe in your shapes to carry your numbers
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