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2022 Winners

Michael Symmons Roberts

Judge’s notes

Open Poetry

  1. 1st

    The Work - Bruce Meyer

    Read poem
  2. 2nd

    Deer on the road - Jo Haslam

    Read poem
  3. 3rd

    poem, paintedon a windowsill - Sue Leigh

    Read poem

Channel Islands’ Poetry

  1. 1st

    My Life is a Black Knitted Sweater Dress - Natasha Moskaljov

    Read poem
  2. 2nd

    Building a nest during lockdown - Sandra Noel

    Read poem
  3. 3rd

    Kestrel - Victoria Punch

    Read poem

Young People’s Poetry

  1. 1st

    Jackdaw gifts - Emily Hunt

    Read poem
  2. 2nd

    At the Bus Stop - Oshadha Perera

    Read poem
  3. 3rd

    An Ode to Tomorrow - Martha Iris Blue

    Read poem

Poems on the Buses Exhibition

  1. Bus

    A Moment - Callum Moores

    Read poem
  2. Bus

    Bakelite - Bruce Meyer

    Read poem
  3. Bus

    Bouquet - Ruth Aylett

    Read poem
  4. Bus

    Departing Gift - Callum Moores

    Read poem
  5. Bus

    In the village hall - Sharon Black

    Read poem
  6. Bus

    I Wonder if There’s a Minotaur - Amber Torrens-Dodd

    Read poem
  7. Bus

    Paw-Shaped Hole - Issy Whitford

    Read poem
  8. Bus

    Picking Olives - Chris Campbell

    Read poem
  9. Bus

    Tea bag dipping in winter - Sandra Noel

    Read poem
  10. Bus

    Three Grebes - Dickon Bevington

    Read poem
  11. Bus

    Till Tomorrow - Oshadha Perera

    Read poem
  12. Bus

    Visiting My Aunt - Shirley Nicholson

    Read poem

Judge’s notes

The stack of poems I read for this year’s competition had range, ambition, passion and compassion. There were many persuasive contenders in each category – Open, Channel Islands and Young Poets – and the cumulative effect of reading them felt at times like an extended meditation on a year of anxiety, constraint, fear and loss. In keeping with Emily Dickinson’s injunction for poets to ‘tell all the truth but tell it slant’, I didn’t see many poems dealing head on with pandemic fear or lockdown isolation, though there were some. But those losses and privations were palpable in poems about grief, the isolations of old age, location and dislocation, the nature of home and place. This was a clear thread in the competition entries, but it was far from the only note struck. There were poems of wit and playfulness, satire, poems celebrating the fact that – as Emily Dickinson again put it – ‘the mere sense of living is joy enough.’ In the end, the poems that quietly insisted on re-reading, the ones that shone in new ways each time I went back to them, those were the poems that made the final list. There was much to admire in each group, but I was particularly struck by the quality and range of work in the Young People’s Category, and I’m sure we will be reading and hearing much more from these new voices in the years to come.

Michael Symmons Roberts

Commended entries:

The 7 o’clock Bus, Naomi Miller, Guernsey

Empty Sunsets, Oshadha Perera, New Zealand

A ghost like you, Millie Addison, Scotland