The winners of our 2020 Castlemaine Poetry Prize have been introduced at a small ceremony at The Taproom at Shedshaker Brewing final Saturday, December 19.
The competitors, initiated by the Castlemaine Mail, is now in its ninth 12 months and has been proudly supported by Mount Alexander Shire
Council and Soldier and Scholar Bookshop since its inception.
We want to thank all of the poets that took the time to make submissions in what has been a very difficult 12 months and our great choose Tegan Gigante of PoetiCas who as soon as once more had the extremely difficult process of choosing our winners.
This 12 months’s winner was Cynthia Troup of Lauriston for ‘There’s Time’. Cynthia additionally picked up two Extremely Recommended awards on this 12 months’s competitors! Runner-up was Barkers Creek’s Melody Worth for ‘The Current’ and the Decide’s Award honour and the e-book voucher from Soldier and Scholar Bookshop went to Peter James Wreford Dawson of Castlemaine for ‘Strolling On Kalimna Level’.
Different award winners included Recommended award recipients Cheryl Howard for ‘Play of Mild’ and Victoria Morris for ‘Naughton Swifts’.
Decide Tegan Gigante stated that she is in search of a number of options of a poem that makes it stand out. (See her full Decide’s Report beneath). For extra of our profitable poems see the January 8, 2021 version of the Mail…
By Cynthia Troup
Face the freezing wind –
there’s time, on the porous curve of the tide
beating shells, stone, surf litter into sand
there’s time, hurling the weather’ refrain into extensive ears of the hills
deep into coastal caves
there’s time, heaving in a dark-rimmed blowhole
spitting salt into the twilit sky, there’s time
within the freezing wind when an ungloved hand reaches straight for one more
and a pulse sings low from the open palm.
There’s time, thick and immeasurably sluggish
neither form nor unkind, time
freezing to the touch, observant
heat and agile some place else
strict to itself, caressing every certainty
into the following: the superfluous
into no matter is primary, inevitable –
crystals into gasoline, cubes into spheres, mound
into plain, marsh to abandon
forest fern into rock
wire into watchtowers, ruins into houses
fossils into thriller
discovery, museum, glass returned to
sand on the tideline, the place the ocean pulls and pushes like
a thousand-million questing arms
these purple arms that drew us screeching into being
and flutter in regards to the unborn and the dying
busy with the enterprise of absolute acceptance.
Face the freezing wind –
2020 Decide’s Report
As a choose, I’m in search of a number of options of a poem that makes it stand out. These embody using units like rhythm and cadence, advanced metaphor, and a coherence when it comes to how such units are sustained all through a poem to offer it wholeness; a satisfying completeness that leaves us nodding our heads. In a profitable poem the shape enhances and appears to reach naturally from the content material and themes. I’m additionally tuned to authentic photographs: an completed poet can provide us a brand new solution to see acquainted issues. The profitable poem is a superb occasion of all these options. Titled ‘There’s time’, it explores a topic which is ever-present but stays elusive; a classical poetic theme that at all times has room for brand new views. Time is revealed to us because the tangible processes of the world that unfold as we observe them. Take this line for example: ‘there’s time, hurling the component’s refrain into extensive ears of the hills’. Time is ‘neither form nor unkind’; although the non-human phenomena of wind and tide are inextricable from the ‘ungloved hand’ that ‘reaches straight fro one other’, from the ‘purple arms that drew us screeching into being’. The poem blends the responsive cycle of the human with the non-human world with which we’re intimately related.
This connection is a theme shared by most of the poems submitted for this 12 months’s competitors. Local weather change and its accompanying fears and hopes, responses to more and more unpredictable climate patterns and human accountability. Acute observations of our personal native setting, the box-ironbark forest, convey empathy and concern for the marginalised and diminished ecosystem and its inhabitants. Compassion is likely one of the nice keys of poetry. Seeing and feeling our method into the world as a way to voice our expertise and perceive the world, and talk these insights, is near the very cause of being for the poet. Most of the poems submitted act as home windows into home scenes, explorations of childhood and ageing, trauma and love, sharing very private experiences. These are deeply transferring, and I commend the bravery of those that dedicated them to writing and provided them as much as be learn. After all, numerous the entries this 12 months mirrored the themes which have come to be by-words for 2020: bushfire, lockdown, the virus. They remind us that one in all poetry’s key roles is to behave as witness to our occasions, and to assist us comprehend them.
A part of what informs my decisions is the number of representatives for the themes and types that emerge from the submissions as a complete. And so, the choose’s selection award went to ‘Strolling on Kalimna Level’, a poem that paints a vivid panorama of an intimately acquainted native setting, providing an in depth collection of observations inside an embodied expertise that’s each tender and playful. The runner-up poem, ‘The Current’, successfully mastered a fancy rhyme scheme and sustained rhythms, and explored a perennial philosophical query. The extremely counseled and counseled poems touched on themes of grief and the journeys of the center, as in ‘That is the season’, and ‘Play of sunshine’, with astute feeling and metaphor; concern for the ecological disaster with an authentic perspective, as in ‘Nice-age forests reshaped by local weather change’; and the portrait of a flock of birds witnessed and described so intimately in ‘Naughton Swifts’.
No single poem can realise all these prospects of poetry, however taken collectively as a complete, the submissions for this 12 months’s competitors discover a large breadth of what poets can provide us when it comes to empathy, understanding, and commentary. Whether or not your poem received a prize or not, certainly whether or not you submitted a poem or not, I hope that these acts of poetry encourage you to tune deeper into the world, and interact in your personal distinctive response to it as these poets have. It definitely conjures up me.
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