All Poetry Contest (Ends December 3rd, 2020).

Hello everyone.

I am currently hosting a contest through All Poetry, and it is centered around writing poetry inspired by Wallace Stevens. This is the first poetry contest I am doing through there and if anyone would like to participate, you must submit your entry through All Poetry.

The contest ends on December 3rd, 2020 where I will then judge the pieces received. You can read more about it here, if you would like. You can write in any style you want, there are no restrictions. Further more, please nothing discriminatory, sexist, or racist–your piece will not be accepted if that is the case.

A minimum of 20 lines is allowed (but I’m not strict on this part of the rule). Maximum is the sky. Prose and prose-poetry will also be accepted.

Profanity is allowed, just label your piece under the “Adult” tag. Your piece must be related to the prompt in some way as well.

I hope you can enjoy this contest and participate. Thank you very much.

42 thoughts on “All Poetry Contest (Ends December 3rd, 2020).”

  1. Hey Lucy, thanks for checking out my post and giving it a like! I think this could be an awesome challenge. I just started a few college courses, but I think I would be able to figure something out to participate. It seems like an awesome challenge.

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    1. Hi Smita. Which poem inspired the contest, do you mean? If so, here are the poem titles I took excerpts from to serve as the prompt:

      The first stanza is from Wallace Stevens’ poem, “Extracts From Addresses To The Academy of Fine Ideas.” The second is from the same poem. The third is from “Disillusionment Of Ten O’Clock.” The fourth one is from “Poem Written At Morning.”

      I love all of these poems, but “The Academy of Fine Ideas” is my favorite. I was blown away after reading each stanza, I felt dizzy.

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      1. I was referring to ‘The maker of catastrophe…’ I haven’t read much of abstract. Thanks for responding, Lucy.
        Yes, I have been reading your poems they are all about abstraction. They are incredibly beautiful, mind-blowing. It’s your niche. I am gradually getting in touch with the feel of something, the subtlety and vagueness along with the rich vocabulary. Even bizarre. There’s enough room for experimentation and innovation. Quite a literary treat. To me, there’s so much to learn from writers like you. I find myself extremely lucky to be here.

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      2. Oh, Smita, thank you. I’m always thankful for your kindness, you never fail to make me feel so incredibly honored. I am blushing! Thank you so, so much. I learn a lot from your prose and poetry too. ❤

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      3. I truly appreciate you eulogizing me, Lucy. You’re being too liberal, too generous with your words. As a matter of fact, my erroneous and faulty scripts, full of errors and mistakes have often been a thing of ridicule. But I absconded from the psychiatric prisons of righteousness. However, I can not accept the honour you are offering me that authors like you can learn from me as it poses a serious threat against my sanity that further casts doubts on my mental faculties.

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      4. Smita, this saddens me very much. You deserve every praise and do not deserve ridicule. That is awful that happened.

        I think in the most emphatic sense, every writer can learn from one another.

        “Seven dawns of mallow sprigs
        burgeoning opaline white
        and pink wushu,
        Milkwort and chittling…”

        “The sky is drenched in lush mellifluous songs of carousers splashing moreish elixir, breathing peace, hope and solitude.”

        “Cadavers of Canaries

        birthing night-sodden bones

        dripping with moreish liquor”

        I read your work, and I see a writer worthy of each and every praise. I see a writer who is bold and creates a figurative dance that hits the reader emotionally. Smita, I wish I could write like you—this is a level that I don’t think I can even achieve in my wildest dreams.

        You write beautifully. Believe that. You write with an accentuation of imagery that is like how a river flows. It sways with brilliance, never a word wasted and always provoking thought, idea, and inspiration. If a writer can inspire, I think they’ve done well.

        You’ve done beyond that, Smita. I admire your poetry and prose. You are an outstanding writer. I have a lot to learn for the rest of my life with poetry, and I say you have inspired me from your verse and quill.

        I am truly sorry that you feel this way, but I hope you know that you are incredible. Much love, Smita. Much love your way. ❤


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      5. Wow! Your words could make dead come to life. You made my day! I feel extremely humble. Thanks for your kind words.
        In process of this, I am becoming immune to ridicules. That’s the way cookies crumble if you’re trying to do something new. That’s life. Rarely have i found it worth my time and energy. And sometimes I even look for them as it only makes us better and not the other person. Thanks again for your support.

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  2. I was planning on working on my novel this afternoon, but I saw your post and checked out the contest, and I was inspired by Wallace Steven’s verse, so I wrote a poem! Thanks for the inspiration. I’ll be sending it shortly.

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  3. Thank you for inducing me to Wallace Stevens. I can not stop reading “Extracts from Addresses to the Academy of Fine Ideas” over and over again. I will see if I can translate it to share it with my Vietnamese Poets and writers. Can’t wait to see the verse by the winner of this competition!

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