#poetry prize

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NOW OPEN!

Prize money: $10,000

Closing: 9 October 2023

Judges: Lachlan Brown, Dan Disney, Felicity Plunkett

Celebrating twenty years of world poetry, Australian Book Review welcomes entries to the 2024 Peter Porter Poetry Prize, one of Australia’s most lucrative and respected poetry awards. The prize – worth a total of AU$10,000 – is open to all living poets writing in English. The winner will receive $6,000, with the four other shortlisted poets receiving $1,000 each.

Entries must be an original and unpublished single-authored poem of not more than 70 lines. The five shortlisted poems will be published in the January–February 2024 issue of ABR and the winner will be announced at a ceremony later that month.

This year’s judges for the Peter Porter Poetry Prize are Lachlan Brown, Dan Disney, Felicity Plunkett.

Good luck, and we look forward to receiving your poems!

Note: Please use the online entry form to submit your essay. Click here to find out information about past winners. Before contacting us with queries, see our Frequently Asked Questions and Terms and Conditions.

#poetry #poetry prize #poetry submissions #poetry contest

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Molly Naylor's The Worries from The Forward Book Of Poetry 2023.

#booklr #books #bookblr #poetry #poem #poets #poetess #forward #forward poetry #forward poetry prize #non fiction #poetry collection #poetry prize #2023 #molly naylor #the worries

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Waltzing the Night from As If he Rain Fell In Ordinary Time 2019 erbacce-press prize for poetry

Waltzing the Night read by the poet. When I was 18yrs old I left home and moved into my first apartment. It was a first floor traditional Victorian type three family house still typical in big towns America. This poem is based on some of those days on Cooke St Waterbury Ct. Thank you for watching! Here’s what erbacce press had to say about my work – The annual erbacce-prize for poetry is open…

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#city poetry #dancing poetry #erbacce poetry prize #poetry prize #westmeath ireland

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Apply for the Adinkra Poetry Prize

Deadline 22.01.2023 :: Ghana

The Adinkra Poetry Prize invites poetry submissions that respond to any of the 200+ existing Adinkra symbols. Interested poets should submit three written or spoken word poems, each relating to a single selected Adinkra symbol in the context of Ghana’s current political and socioeconomic state. Submissions are open to writers aged 18+ who are Ghanaian citizens and currently live in Ghana.

Winners will receive cash prizes, and selected submissions will be considered for publication in a digital anthology.

More details here.

#opportunity #poetry prize

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from J. Bailey Hutchinson Moves 658.8 Miles North and Tries to Make It Count by J. Bailey Hutchinson, published in Gut: Poems

[Text ID: Here, I watch the sun with a doglike almost, thinking: I am so nearly doomed, but there is a woman I might be. /End ID]

#j. bailey hutchinson #gut: poems #poetry #currently reading #miller williams poetry prize #can't recommend this collection enough

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This artwork represents a visual portrayal of the poem "The Triumph of Achilles" by American poet Louise Glück

#male perfection #male physique #gay men #muscle #illustration #male form #handsome #greek gods #male model #ai men #visual poetry #poetry #nobel prize #gay ai #ai art #aimen #ai art gallery #ai muscle #hyper muscle #muscular #artists on tumblr #gayaiart #visual poem #gayart #gayartist #male beauty #visual art #visualization #artistic nude #ai artwork

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Wearing Flames to The Grocery Store

#this essay has been at a standstill since 2019 #I wrote it during the worst year of my life #won first place in chariot press’s creative nonfiction contest & as a runner up for the creative nonfiction prize at …:I forget now cus #it’s been so long but YEHA GIVE IT A READ #my poetry

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M name is ert

I like to throw tha drt

Idk where I’m going with this

Happy July the ninth

Th- thanks???

#askeret #poetry #Nobel Prize for Literature

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The Wild Iris—by Louise Glück, who passed away Friday, Oct. 6, 2023

At the end of my suffering

there was a door.

Hear me out: that which you call death

I remember.

Overhead, noises, branches of the pine shifting.

Then nothing. The weak sun

flickered over the dry surface.

It is terrible to survive

as consciousness

buried in the dark earth.

Then it was over: that which you fear, being

a soul and unable

to speak, ending abruptly, the stiff earth

bending a little. And what I took to be

birds darting in low shrubs.

You who do not remember

passage from the other world

I tell you I could speak again: whatever

returns from oblivion returns

to find a voice:

from the center of my life came

a great fountain, deep blue

shadows on azure seawater.

#louise gluck #rest peacefully #poet laureate #word master #poetry #Nobel prize winner #understander of souls

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SAND GLASS MIRROR SHARDS. // c!quackity poetry. (click for full images & better quality)

reblogging with text :) feel free to reblog as well !!

#c!quackity #c!wilbur #c!schlatt #c!sapnap #whoever can guess what stanza is for who gets a prize #<- my eternal and undying love #also tumblr really did Not just shit on the quality of this after i spent Days formatting it #A Hate Crime #tw suicide ment #ANYWAYS if you've read through all these tags so far. please come talk to me about this #dream smp #dsmp #epiphany.txt #my writing #dream smp poetry #dsmp poetry #dsmp writing #dsmp fanart #c!quackity analysis #dsmp quackity #cquackity #cwilbur #cschlatt #csapnap #also big ups to you if you can understand this 😭😭 the style is pretty messy LMAO #c!karl #ckarl

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They will tell you nothing / worse about me, my love, / than what I told you. / I lived in the meadows / before I knew you / and I did not wait for love but lay / in ambush and jumped upon the rose.

-The Captain’s Verses (1952) by Pablo Neruda

Ode and Burgeonings/Oda Y Germinaciones

#pablo neruda #1952 #the captain’s verses #love poems #chilean poetry #nobel prize #poetry #words #quotes #20th century poets #20th century poems #los versos del capitán

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Sillerman First Book Prize for African Poetry

Cash Prize: $1,000 Entry Fee: $0 Application Deadline: 12/1/22 Genre: Poetry

A prize of $1,000 and publication by University of Nebraska Press in conjunction with Amalion Press is given annually for a debut poetry collection by an African poet. Writers who were born in Africa, are African nationals or residents, or whose parents are African are eligible. The African Poetry Book Fund editorial board will judge. Using only the online submission system, submit a manuscript of at least 50 pages by December 1. There is no entry fee.

For more info - http://africanpoetrybf.unl.edu

#submissions #poetry #prize #poetry prize #contest #poetry contests #poet #poem #manuscript

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#quotes #quotable quotes #movie #movie quotes #poetry #poem #poet #life #korean #Korean drama #Kdrama #Netflix #Strong Girl Nam Soon #reality #Kim Jung Eun #Hwang Geum Ju #human nature #prizes #awards #rewards

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Lover of Wisdom from As if the Rain fell in Ordinary Time read by the author

new haven ct artist not known    The Lover of Wisdom He helped in the kitchen While she was away.    One night he was worried about the wine Her father noticed, told him Not to worry They said it was the best place they’d been to That they were glad to be here, Besides it was the second bottle they’d ordered. It was then he grabbed her father’s hand, said Are you my friend? Are you! The towering…

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#alabaster #BMW #new haven #poetry #poetry prize #pompei #rome #shaving #song #wine

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Song of Songs

- Wilfred Owen (1893-1918)

Sing me at dawn but only with your laugh:

Like sprightly Spring that laugheth into leaf;

Like Love, that cannot flute for smiling at Life.

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Sing to me only with your speech all day,

As voluble leaflets do. Let viols die.

The least word of your lips is melody.

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Sing me at dusk, but only with your sigh;

Like lifting seas it solaceth: breathe so,

All voicelessly, the sense that no songs say.

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Sing me at midnight with your murmurous heart;

And let its moaning like a chord be heard

Surging through you and sobbing unsubdued.

#so welcome to the summer of 1917 #so this one is interesting #it’s allegedly the first poem he wrote for Siegfried Sassoon #in the sense that it’s the first one he wrote which impressed him #which Sassoon allegedly: applauded fervently… pronounced it perfect work #absolutely charming #etc etc. and begged that [owen] would copy it out for him to show the powers that be #it was then printed in The Hydra which was sort of the resident owned paper of the hospital Sassoon and Owen were staying at #and he won a constellation prize for it later on #apparently Owen eventually outgrew this poem #but I stand by it and would gladly use it for my vows if I ever get married #since imo thats how it’s written #and SPEAKING of my opinion… come on #what else could’ve inspired Owen to write such a beautiful love poem which was EXPLICITLY TO IMPRESS HIS CELEBRITY CRUSH WHO JUST AGREED TO #TUTOR HIM AND WOULD BECOME HIS LOVER #which is why I’m tagging this as #wilfred owen #siegfried sassoon #queer poetry #love poem #ww1 #poetry

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from afterimage by stephanie pippin, published in the messenger

[Text ID: It is perilous to be resilient and a little sentimental. /End ID]

#currently reading #stephanie pippin #poetry #iowa poetry prize #contemporary poetry #gonna start using my currently reading tag again i promise