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| First Prize
Joanna Boulter
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Judge's Report
I was impressed by the ambition and richness in the work of many of the writers and the willingness to experiment which was often apparent. Sometimes I was frustrated, where, for example, some sharp editing could have turned a promising poem into a really good one, or where a piece was densely descriptive, (often of a foreign place), but didn’t seem ‘to go anywhere’. Some poems appeared rather strained and artificial, weighed down with words. I thought of Ted Hughes’ insights in ‘Poetry in the Making’ ‘…imagine what you are writing about. See it and live it. Do not think it up laboriously, as if you were working out mental arithmetic. Just look at it, touch it, smell it, listen to it, turn yourself into it. When you do this, the words look after themselves, like magic.’ The poems that rose to the top were those where the language was actually a route to the experience beyond, so the writing ‘took flight’, breathed its own life. I was delighted with the winning poems, each one exemplary in its use of language, its music and its formal qualities. These poets knew where to break a line, how to use a simple word when it was appropriate, how to create drama or surprise, and, through their own engagement, their work engaged me. Achieving a boldness, originality and emotional directness untypical of the ‘competition poem’, the writers held experience up to the light. ‘Still Life With Figs’ is a stunning example of how even the most painful experience can yield a poem which gives a kind of delight. The poet of ‘When I was God’ has a very distinctive voice, and deploys a macabre humour. ‘Different Lives’ captures lyrically and suggestively, a meeting of the worlds of childhood and adulthood. The commended poems (interestingly, three of them set in America) were also very strong. Poetry is a difficult art. Its secrets can be hard to discover, hard to put into practice. A writer can labour away at it unsuccessfully, then something better comes, almost unsought, as if from nowhere. As most poets would admit, it is much easier to identify a good poem than to write one! Yet here is the evidence that exciting poetry endures. Competitions attach price tags, fortunate for some, but really it’s absurd – the value of a fine poem is ‘beyond rubies’. Moniza Alvi
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| Second Prize
Simon Rees-Roberts
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| Third Prize
Sarah Salway
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| Commended Marlo Bester-Sproul
Alice Kavounas
Jane Monson
Lesley Perrins
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The first, second and third prizewinners were published in the Summer 2003 issue of Poetry London. The prizes were awarded and the poems read at our Summer Launch at 7pm on Thursday 26th June, in the auditorium of Waterstones, 203 Piccadilly, London. This was Poetry London's fourth Competition. Finally, Poetry London are very grateful to all the people who entered the Competition.
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