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Voices Out There: Evanston Teen Writing
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May and June, 2011 - Evanston Teen Poetry! The following poems were selected by local judge and poet Margie Skelly from the many amazing poems submitted to the 2011 Jo-Anne Hirshfield Memorial Poetry Award Competition.
Margie Skelly
Margie Skelly’s awards include poetry: first place from the Jo-Anne Hirshfield Poetry Memorial Awards in April, 2009, second place from the Niles Public Library Poetry Contest in May, 2009, third place from Tall Grass Writers’ Guild/Outrider Press in the anthology Falling in Love Again in 2005, first and second places in the 1990 Poets and Patrons Contest. She received second place for a short story in the National Organization for Women Fiction Contest in 2000. In 2010, she was awarded a scholarship to the Rope Walk Writers Conference in New Harmony, Indiana, and in 2009 she was awarded a scholarship to the Illinois Arts Alliance Conference in Peoria, Illinois. Her poetry has been published in Cram 2011, several Tall Grass Writers Guild anthologies put out by Outrider Press, Korone, Rambunctious Review, and Black Maria. Her fiction has been published in Primavera and her creative non-fiction in The Village Rambler. She has taught poetry writing at the Harold Washington Library in Chicago and fiction writing at the Eisenhower Library in Harwood Heights, Illinois. She just learned that a poetry chapbook of hers has been accepted for publication with a Chicago Press!
Comments on the Judging Process
Writing poetry, judging poetry---neither is always an easy task. The former allows us to create realities, different worlds of the mind and soul that until we put pen to paper did not exist for the reader, and even for us as poets. Judging poetry demands a hard look at imagery, theme, voice, metaphor, and lyricism. But in the end, after reading a poem , if I could sense the poem living inside me, altering my heart or head, I knew that I may choose it for first, or second, or third place, or an honorable mention.
The poem, "Hail," while very short, captures a moment in time that most of us can relate to: the danger and safety of a storm. "Casting Off" caught my attention since it reminded me of my need to de-clutter! "Urban Anonymity" ends with a great line: "My name is not my own." The poet who wrote the haiku "Truth" succinctly captures one moment in war with only 17 syllables. "Coping" goes into more details of war than"Truth, " and "Guilt flies through the air" is surely different than what we'd expect---a bullet! The sequence of "Truth" and "Time," written by a different poet, makes us think differently about time: "Leaves falling that's my ticktock/." Finally, "The Scholar" gets the reader inside of something that the scholar is trying to figure out and points to how quickly the very best thoughts we have can be lost.
To all of you who submitted, thank you for sharing a part of yourself with me, and I hope that you open up new doors for readers as you continue to embrace both the magic and difficulty of writing good poetry!
-Margie Skelly
Haiku / By Erica Wisdom
Honorable Mention
Erica Wisdom
Haiku
Truth
Switching on flashlight
Presence to the enemy
Rain in mucky swamp
Individual Perception vs. Reality
Scatters in the groggy
fog
Left me to tremble
Time
Dash with fear and anger
Beaming sun exhausted pain
Anticipation
Coping / By Tyler Woods
Honorable Mention
Tyler Woods
Coping
Vietnam is hell
Tranq’s and dope keep Ted content
…at least they used to.
Sinking into earth
Kiowa goes down slowly
Guilt flies through the air.
Kiley a godsend.
Jorgenson failed O’Brien.
Vengeance was needed.
The Scholar / By Jeremy Gross
Honorable Mention
Jeremy Gross
The Scholar
Lonely, the scholar sits
Hunched over his desk
Slogging through a bog of study
A solemn blackness shrouds the room
Torn only by a stream of the moon’s silver
Pouring through the window
Onto his papers
Clothes and books clutter the floor
The way thoughts clutter his mind
And weariness taps at the window
But the Scholar pays him no mind
Needing a moment’s rest,
He emerges from the bog
And wipes the sweat from his brow
Chuckling, he admires the trophies on his shelf
Small fragments of glory from his past
His eyes wander to a portrait of his wife
She smiles at him
He smiles back
Invigorated by the rest
He falls back into the murky water
He searches for the last piece of his theory
Like a tadpole in a vast swamp
Although his draining confidence is restored
When he spots it from the corner of his eye
Completion is in sight
He pokes his tongue out slightly
As if to taste his nearing victory
His heart thumps
His head spins
The final piece lies before him
Taunting him, teasing him
As it hovers just out of reach
But suddenly, epiphany strikes
He hooks the answer
Reels it in, holds it up
And beams at his prize
As not to let it escape
He writes furiously in his notebook
He’s done it!
Throwing his hands into the air
He flings himself onto the bed
But before he knows it
He is ambushed by sleep
And until morning
He knows no more
Urban Anonymity / By Nicole C. S. Barker
Third Place
Nicole C. S. Barker
Urban Anonymity
I am green brown sweat
I am white chirping breathing working
I am aching sitting writing blue
I am panting falling hearing
I am tumbling hearing saying
I am grass I am bird
I am walking I am breeze
I am chirping buzzing sleeping
I am warm I am dribbling
I am ripping
I am straining
I am saying I am thinking
I am creeping mumbling dripping ruffling
I am sighing I am sobbing
I am rumbling I am honking
I am chattering I am mourning
My name is not my own.
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