Bird in Me 1. Candle the shell of me, there’s the fledgling trapped inside. It took a long time to chip my way out. I stretched my baby bird beak wide to the world, featherless, ravenous, insatiable. 2. You know … Continue reading
Poetry CompetitionEnter our on-going poetry competitions held every three months and judged by accomplished poets
The Sentinel Literary Quarterly Poetry Competitions have been running since July 2009
Prizes: £250, £100, £50, 3 x £30 and 3 x £15
Publication: In Sentinel Literary Quarterly Magazine.
Fees: £4/1, £7/2, £9/3, £11/4, £12/5, £16/7 £22/10
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