Liane Strauss That’s him, down there, my masterpiece, in tatters. That smouldering viscid blitz
Chris Preddle [Second Place, Strokestown International Poetry Awards 2012] 1 And came Jacqueline inland to a seagreen porch in Holme, riverlass
Sandra Harris Listen, will you, And I’ll tell you the dream I had last night,
Dubai Creek, Ramadan
Shirley McClure I did not need to say to you, darling, this is X, the one who pumped my heart
Desmond Kon Zhicheng-Mingdé The wheelmen, when wet, wrest the wheel. ~ Christian Bök Eunoia, this is not a new aesthetic or epistemology about
Liam Ryan [Third Place, Strokestown International Poetry Awards 2012] Some years later when they were fitting a new bar in the lounge I was called in
Ceaiti Ní Bheildiuin Tá an ghaoth ag ardú sa Chom. Abhainn ataithe trasnaithe agam, scuabann an gála mé,
Rody Gorman fhalbhaidh ‘n saoghal … Theirig mi a’ chiad char, fhathast amh, Don ghàrradh a chrathadh nan cnò ‘s an sprùillich Is an