ONLY poems listed here or in the current printed anthology are eligible for the 2018-2019 competition.
I ruin my hats and all the mat slides glad
I hop my girls and all is skip again
I jump I run you up inside my truck ...
Maud went to college.
Sadie stayed at home.
Sadie scraped life...
Safe in their Alabaster Chambers -
Untouched by Morning -
and untouched by noon -...
Often visitors there, saddened
by lack of trees, go out
to a promontory....
It was dusk for kilometers and bats in the lavender sky,like spiders when a fly is caught, began to appear.
And there, not the promised land, but barbwire and barbwire...
The bud
stands for all things,
even for those things that don’t flower,...
These little limbs,
These eyes and hands which here I find,
These rosy cheeks wherewith my life begins, ...
You who I don’t know I don’t know how to talk to you
—What is it like for you there?...
In my country our shamans were women
and our gods multiple until white people brought
an ecstasy of rosaries and our cities today...
Say not the struggle nought availeth,
The labour and the wounds are vain,
The enemy faints not, nor faileth, ...