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General News: Poems & Young Poets Celebrated
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| Poetry competition organizer Beth Texter (left) with winners Alisdair (Alex) Neighbors, Julia Sherman, Georganna Poindexter, Dwight Ramseran-Hyman, and Yutong Wei. Not pictured: David Haring. |
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| Friends and relatives of the young poets came to the reception. |
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| The poetry awards reception |
April 27, 2010
On Sunday, the 2010 winners of the Timothy Mumford Memorial Poetry Competition were announced in a ceremony at Munger Cottage in Cornwall and their poetic creations were shared with members of the audience who had come to celebrate the written word. The award program was named for Timothy Mumford, a local poet and musician who died unexpectedly in 2006.
This year’s winners were selected from 67 poems submitted by youth ages 5 to 18. The 2010 winners are: Alisdair (Alex) Neighbors, age 5; Julia Sherman, age 9; David Haring, age 10; Georganna Poindexter, age 15; Dwight Ramseran-Hyman, age 16; and Yutong Wei, age 18.
Here are their award-winning poems:
Category: Ages 5-6
“The Four Seasons”
By Alisdair (Alex) Neighbors
Age 5
I like winter because you don’t see bears.
I love spring.
I can run and fly my kite.
Summer is my favorite season!
I can go to the beach and swim in the ocean.
I love the fall.
I can jump in leaf piles that are bigger than me!
Category: Ages 7-9
“My Family is Crazy”
By Julia Sherman
Age 9
My family is crazy
What should I do?
My family is crazy
What about you?
My brother is a dog
My mother is a bird
How absurd.
My father is a car and my cat is a mat.
I got to say it’s been a great day with my crazy, wild family.
Category: Ages 10-12
“The Evil Poem”
By David Haring
Age 10
I can’t write a poem. The ideas won’t come. I hate when this happens. It makes me feel dumb.
Wow, that was a rhyme, it’s about time. This is easy I feel fine. But now I have to write a whole other line.
Maybe I should write sharks are gray they don’t eat hay. If I am in the water stay out of their way.
Oh no this doesn’t make sense. I am getting a little tense. I don’t write poems. I just don’t know ‘em.
Hey I just finished my weird but good poem.
Category: Ages 13-15
“Acting”
By Georganna Poindexter
Age 15
Smile and dance now,
the crowd wants to see your light.
Is there point in this act?
Do you really enjoy the game?
Lend me your voice, your mind,
i’d like to see what’s behind.
Shadowy plays performed by a one man band.
We know you enjoy allegories . . .
So what’s your deeper meaning?
I’d like to see what you’re really feeling.
Curl up and lie,
do you know yourself?
Misplaced in the misery that consumes you,
but all is all so undefined.
Fall into footsteps already placed,
showing everyone a fixed face.
What is your inner place?
Lend me your hands and your mouth,
I crave to know what you’re all about.
Pull yet another mask out.
Darling, life is not a masquerade.
Can you see or are you not swayed?
Lend me your feet and your knees;
I’d like to show you it’s okay to be.
Category: Ages 16-18
“Seven Ways of Looking at a Black Cat”
By Dwight Ramseran-Hyman
Age 16
I The black cat
Is an unseemly blot
On the
Pure
Snowy
Landscape.
II Like ink on blank paper
A black cat trudges through the snow
Continuing the story of its life.
III The sight of the black cat
Stalking predatorily towards me
Chills me to the bone
For it is a bearer of bad omens.
IV The arch of his back
The ebony gleam of his fur
The glowing warmth
In his orange eyes
Thank God for
My black cat.
V A black cat observes me
Curiously from my window
And I am reminded
Of the eyes of a child.
VI When the black cat appears in my house
I know something bad has happened
To the mice.
VII Something magical is afoot
The black cat’s arrived
There must be witches
Nearby
Category: BEST OVERALL
“My Home My Love”
By Yutong Wei
Age 18
My love whose face is a colorful, naughty baby
Whose roads are the machines in the factory working all the time
Whose cars and buses and trains are a honeycomb
Looks orderly but unsystematic
My love whose trees are the hair of maiden swimming in the wind
Whose lilacs are the eyes of purity comfortable your heart
Whose park is the weather of June
Whose sticks of sugarcoated haws are cordial
Whose river is a gentle strict mother
Is the quiet strong father
My love experienced wars
Whose walls are the pictures of Harbin newspaper
Whose streets are the footprints of soldiers
Whose architectures are the textbook of culture
My love is Hawaii’s sexy girl
With golden hair and amorous eyes
Is the Olympic goddess
With noble, and pulchritudinous blood
My love whose spring is the stature of kids
Whose summer is fire on the prairie
Whose autumn is oranges in the palms
Whose winter is Saussurea involucrate on the Peak of Tian Shan Mountain
A place left on the earth by Heaven
Whose winter is red plum blossom
Smiling in the piercing wind
Singing in the frozen sunshine
Waving on the silver stage
My love whose ice is a diamond heart of neonate
Whose snow is a wedding dress of the happiest bride
Whose rain is a perfect concert
My love with the sun with the future
With the moon with the water
With the stars with the quicksilver
My love with daytime full of green tea ice-cream
With daytime of rainbow
My love with night of mirror
With night that steals the last sight of rainbow
My love with night that grip the drifting quicksand
My love with night that are the charming wish of my heart and my love
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What lovely poems! What talented young poets! We want to thank the Cornwall Public Library, Beth Texter, in particular, for sponsoring this splendid event.
Our son, Timothy who passed away four years ago from complications of
a chronic stomach ailment, was a poet, musician, avid reader, and teller of tales, as well as a loving son, grandson, brother, and friend. He would be very proud to know that his name is forever attached to such a worthy endeavor.
Many thanks to all who attended and those who spoke about our special son. We miss him every day, but are comforted by the knowledge that he touched and continues to touch many lives.
Mary, Warren, and Lucas Mumford
posted by Warren Mumford on 04/28/10 at 8:39 AM
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