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Sentinel Literary Quarterly Poetry Competition (May 2018)

For original, previously unpublished poems in English language on any subject, in any style up to 50 lines long. Closing Date: 31st May 2018 Judge: Derek Adams Prizes: £250 (1st), £100 (2nd), £50 (3rd), £30 x 3 (High Commendation), £15 … Continue reading






JULIAN DOBSON

WINNATS PASS

 

Time is chipped enamel, a grinding

of molars, the appearance of cavities.

We are sieved through its jaws.

 

In front of its teeth there are only

our tongues, which grow moss.

Our eyes lick the cones of the hills.

 

The wind tunes the gaps in the gully,

sets our incisors on edge. This brokenness

goes back forever. Old jaws fail to clamp;

 

their outcrops roll in loose sockets.

Rocks have a trick, here, of sloughing off

solidity, shrugging their shoulders.

 

They let us pick through their leavings:

rowan trunks, harebells, brachiopods,

coral. The land lies: tosses out

 

waves, ancient cockles, serves up

a fish stew of geology. We pass

time. Again, we’re underwater.

 

‘Winnats Pass’ won first prize in the Sentinel Literary Quarterly Poetry Competition (April/May 2015)

Julian Dobson lives in Sheffield and his poetry blog is at https://52poemsinayear.wordpress.com

SENTINEL LITERARY QUARTERLY POETRY COMPETITION (NOVEMBER 2014)–AN ADJUDICATION REPORT

by

Mandy Pannett

I found it extra difficult this time to select nine poems – not because the chosen ones aren’t brilliant, they most certainly are – but because there were so many others that ‘came close’, that demanded to be noticed. I started making a list of them to be included in this report but in the end decided not to because there are many.

A number of poets used the technique of line end rhyme. This, I think, is incredibly hard to do well. So often the chosen rhyme is not the best one – it may sound alright and be pleasing to the ear but may not be the best word to convey meaning and emotion. Poems that worked best in this competition, where the poet was keen on using rhyme, was where enjambment reduced the doggerel effect or where the rhymes were ‘looser’ – as in several of the sonnets which I found very effective.

A number of themes recurred throughout the entries. Many concerned personal experiences, families, relationships, the pain of love and loss, assumptions, hope and disillusion. Memory was a strong theme, collective memory and connections with the past as well as the individual and present. Many strong poems described landscape and the natural world and there was an emphasis on Earth as unsustainable, under threat. Imagery conveyed strong feelings and profound thought in poems about war, sickness and malignancy.

This competition brought me a bagful of poems rich in variety and complexity. Here, after a lot of thought and indecision, is my selection.

1st prize: The Terminology of Bells by Mike Bannister

This poem caught my attention from the very first reading. It is a poem about memory and time with the bell terminology skilfully intermingled with descriptions of the setting and matching the mood of each passing moment. I love the sense of place it creates – the names of towns and rivers and the lyrical details of fish and water birds – but I have mainly chosen it as my winner because of the perfect and bell-like musicality of it all. Who could fail to appreciate the poem’s beginning? ‘Sally stroke: early morning, neither a dog bark/nor cuckoo call, only that distant, melancholy peal/a deep-rolling tonnage of bronze’. Or this later stanza? ‘Go: the heart hunting now, headstock and chamber/back behind the tears, for one born by Michaelmas,/who slept in a drawer; was told, and would believe/that the bees sang in the hive at Christmastide.’

2nd prize: The Catastrophe Tapes by Seán Street

An outstanding poem. Comes into my personal category of ‘I wish I’d written it!’ Intriguing and highly original it takes the idea of having a jumble of words and thoughts from a medieval battlefield somehow ‘recorded’ in an ‘old technology’ and left for us to decipher and interpret if we can. The Battle of Towton was one of the most ferocious of the Wars of the Roses, lasting ten hours in a snowstorm so that the white ground afterwards was stained for miles with blood. An idea close to my heart, this connection of the past with the present, the idea of atmosphere and vibrations being forever contained in objects and settings. This poem, however, goes beyond that. To me it reads as all wars, all atrocities. The horrors of Towton are echoed in the trenches, in the rubble of Syria. An incredibly profound poem which leaves us with desperate questions and pleas: ‘surely someone will listen?’, ‘Are you hearing any of this?’, ‘it may matter/ someday, they may need to know it’.

3rd prize: Finger-Wing by Yvonne Reddick

Quotation and commentary cannot do justice to this brilliant poem that uses language so skilfully and to the full. The poet, on a chilly day, is looking at clouds, blows on his fists to warm them and feels ‘the scrunched membranes/that mesh my fingers/and remembers how ‘pterodactyl/means finger-wing’. From this imagery of membranes and bones other associations come fast – the poet notices ‘the sludgy hulk of a decomposing pigeon’, remembers how his/her grandmother was ‘bird-bone hollow, all ribstrakes and wing-scaffold … knuckly birdleg fingers.’ There are further incredible risks with language: the granny’s cremation is described lyrically as ‘plume-cinder ash…The south-easterly hush-hushed it north’, but then we have a line of harsh consonants ‘I interred the pigeon’s slimy reek in a skip’ followed by the quotation ‘le fruit de vos entrailles est béni’ – a direct reference to the Annunciation, a miraculous birth in contrast to this imagery of death and putrefaction.

Highly Commended: Quince Zone by Dominic James

This is another poem that stayed with me from the first reading. Maybe there are underlying themes – identity, awareness, selection, discrimination, even sacrifice – but I chose this poem for its humour, detail and the perfect ‘voice’ of it whereby the ragged quince on a tree in an apple orchard is personified with ‘warty limbs’ and begs the onlooker to pluck it from the tree so that more fruit may grow. The language is conversational and colloquial but with a lyrical Shakesperian touch – ‘a summer comes’ says the quince, ‘oh ,pluck my fruit,/at night the stars smile through me.’ An irresistible poem.

Highly Commended: We Are All Waters by Shittu Fowora

An enigmatic poem which requires many readings to fully appreciate its layers and depths. This suits me perfectly – I enjoy ‘working’ a poem, teasing out associations and subtleties of meaning. Water in a multitude of forms is used here as the central metaphor for the repeated idea ‘There is no ‘you’, or ‘I’, save ‘we’. Identities merge in the universal, waters ‘variously hued’ may be seen in rain, fresh water, dirty water, puddles, in pots for cooking, tears, clouds, droplets, cesspools, icebergs, ponds – and all these aspects collect ‘the geography of the places you’ve been to’, share love, fear, tranquillity, troubles, ‘percolate the crevices between rocks and questions.’

Highly Commended: Chilson Founder’s Day Harvest Festival by Michelle Bonczek Evory

The narrator in this poem has been ‘camping/in a strange land’ where, for days, there has been ‘a sopping mess’ of ‘rain and thunder, wind whipping leaves’, where even the chipmunks have been ‘washed out their burrows’. Now the sun is out and an assortment of people gather for the celebration. A delightful poem which I chose for several reasons: its effective use of enjambment, the clear and detailed imagery – I particularly love ‘a silver oven/waiting, for the body of a hog to be spun in its space/like a planet too close to a star’ – but most of all for the small, ordinary, incidental aspects of the day: the names of people and places, phrases of overheard conversation, the baked potato ‘still hot in its aluminium wrapper’, the red-haired brothers licking sour cream ‘from their white plastic forks’. Pleasure on this day may be transient but while it lasts it is real and good.

Commended: Mobius by Alison J Powell

I must confess to a touch of subjectivity here as a poem that ‘plays’ with language and uses techniques of circularity, reversal and repetition will always catch my interest. When it is crafted as beautifully and skilfully as ‘Mobius’ it is guaranteed to find its way on to my winners’ list. Here the poet uses the metaphor of a dance to create the ‘infinite loop’ of a courtship with its spiral of resistance, pursuit, delusion, hopes, tears and dreams culminating in ‘the joining of edges’ as the couple ‘cut loose and flew/Dancing.’ A clever and memorable poem.

Commended: Liturgies by Anthony Watts

I find this sonnet incredibly moving. An adult remembers himself as a child playing at being a priest. Here ‘a patterned hearthrug’ served as a church, the swing of the censer could be mimed, the altar was a shoebox with ‘pencils stuck in cotton-reels for candles.’ This was a vulnerable child searching for something beyond the tangible and inarticulate and this is a vulnerable adult too, still yearning, still on the quest for something more, for an ‘Everywhere’. An incredible poem that suggests so much in a few lines.

Commended: After by Julian Dobson

Many poems describe the horrors of war, the anguish of loss, the aftermath of brutality. This short poem is one of the most effective and poignant I’ve read. With carefully selected details and the technique of understatement the poet takes us into the debris of a market where starving people ‘scour’ for food where ‘lemons/rot in shattered boxes’ and flies ‘signal what might still/be edible.’ So far a fairly typical depiction of devastation. But there are more horrors in this scene, an almost casual mention of ‘legs’ which are ‘not of goats or sheep’ and then these lines which will stay with me for a long time: ‘To eat, you must not search too hard./The stomach will not digest/some discoveries.’

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Mandy Pannett. January 2015

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Sentinel Literary Quarterly Poetry Competition (February 2015) judged by Noel Williams is now accepting entries

First Prize: £200

Second Prize: £75

Third Prize: £50

Highly Commended: 3 X £20

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Results of the SLQ Poetry & Short Story Competitions, January 2011

I would like to thank the judges, Amanda Sington-Williams and Mandy Pannett for jobs well done in adjudicating the January 2011 Sentinel Literary Quarterly Poetry and Short Story Competitions and for their detailed reports.

Now, to match the titles of the winning and highly-commended works with their writers.

Short Stories (Winners)
Third Prize: ‘Run Boy Run’ by ALISON LOCK
Second Prize: ‘Between Men’ by MARY BYRNE
First Prize: ‘Edgar Doily at the Point’ by DOUGLAS BRUTON

Short Stories (Highly Commended, in no particular order)
No Thing Called Goodbyeby COLIN GALLANT
The Remains of the Dayby VAIJU JOSHI
Last Yearby CESCA MARTIN 

Poems (Winners)
Third Prize: ‘A Space’ by E.K. WALL
Second Prize: ‘Johnny, Be Good’ by A L McCLIMENS
First Prize: ‘The Over-abundant Woman’ by CASS ISKANDR

Poems (Highly Commended, in no particular order)

Penwithby ANTHONY WATTS
A Bicycle Wheelby RICHARD W. HALPERIN
Partingby JO BELL
 

These winners and highly commended writers, together with the authors of the 9 other commended poems in Mandy Pannett’s report will have their work published in Sentinel Champions #7, in August 2011.

Congratulations all.

Sandra Felix
Competitions Secretary

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Sentinel Literary Quarterly Poetry Competition (April 2011)

Competition Details

Subject: Poems may be on any subject or style and MUST NOT have been previously published, posted on a website or blog. Poems posted on members-only writing groups for workshop purposes as part of the creative process are not deemed to have been previously published.

Length: Maximum 40 lines per poem.

Entry Fees: £3.00 per poem, £12.00 for 5 poems. (You may enter as many poems as you wish – with the appropriate fees. All 5-poem entrants receive a FREE Sentinel Champions #4 e-Book.)

First Prize: £150.00
Second Prize: £60.00
Third Prize: £40.00
Three Highly Commended Poems: The authors each receive a signed copy of The Wilds Anthology edited by Andy Willoughby and Bob Beagrie (The Wilds Anthology have been donated to this competition by Ek Zuban Publishers, http://www.ekzuban.org.uk/index.htm)

First Publication: The three winning poems, three highly commended poems, plus nine other poems will receive first publication in Sentinel Champions – Selected Poems & Short Stories from the Sentinel Literary Quarterly Writing Competition Series. (This magazine appears in print and e-book formats) Up to 15 poems in total, subject to quality, from this competition will be published in Sentinel Champions Magazine in November 2011.

Entries Deadline: 20th March, 2011 Results due: 30th April, 2011 announced in Sentinel Literary Quarterly magazine at http://www.sentinelquarterly.com

Judge: ANDY WILLOUGHBY, author of The Wrong California: Middlesbrough Poet Laureate Poems (Mudfog 2004), Tough (Smokestack Books 2006).

Competition Administration: Sentinel Poetry Movement

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