The George Crabbe Memorial Poetry Competition 2012 Crabbe Memorial Competition – Third Prize Adjudicator: Kenneth Steven Day after day, I watched their orange tails quiver in the cherry trees, inhabiting a world not of our corrupt, human making. They find freedom following laws they do not pause to question: It
2013 George Crabbe Memorial Poetry Competition – First PrizeAdjudicator: James Knox Whittet A child, I helped you string shallots, one by one. I passed you the tiny parcels in their brown paper skin to be tied in bunches on a raffia length and hung high on a nail in the
The George Crabbe Memorial Poetry Competition 2014 Crabbe Memorial Competition – First Prize Adjudicator: Gregory Warren Wilson After the kerfuffle of reaching the viewing chamber, making sure the children with additional needs don’t get lost or left behind the swans fly towards us, strung out like a wavering horizon,
The George Crabbe Memorial Poetry Competition 2016 Crabbe Memorial Competition – First Prize Adjudicator: Moniza Alvi cover your eyes I will blow out the candles that shed no light on us how can I say this I know love must lie here between one evening and another though my mind
The George Crabbe Memorial Poetry Competition2019 Crabbe Memorial Competition – First PrizeAdjudicator: Tiffany Atkinson Along croziers of sunlight, the archbishops swim lengths of Jesus Green Lido. Behind the trees, along the Cam, the river’s mirror is a font, brimming with sky: a hundred yards of holy water. By butterfly, Robert
The George Crabbe Memorial Poetry Competition2019 Crabbe Memorial Competition – Second PrizeAdjudicator: Tiffany Atkinson And this is what he said, in a voice like a hive full of bees: make love in Alexandria at least once in your life. Afterwards eat plenty of pastries – the triangular ones with a
The George Crabbe Memorial Poetry Competition2019 Crabbe Memorial Competition – Third PrizeAdjudicator: Tiffany Atkinson I was sitting on the bank when I felt my grief roil inside me. Gulping against the upward surge, still trying to contain it, I found I could no longer. A huge sob juddered open my
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