Huge, huge thank you to all who entered our ‘Tree in my neighbourhood‘ Poetry Competition. Such beautiful writing. We absolutely loved them all. Ross Gillett our judge, took his role very seriously and deliberated for 10 days. He wrote …
It was a pleasure reading these entries – all of them had something unique and passionate to say about a loved tree. My winner is The Old Lady (Brittany Thompson), which gives us a whole tree biography, a tree life being lived out before our eyes – and it’s a life that records the human experiences around it: “her skin is tattooed with dreams, wishes, initials and lovers declarations./Inked generation after generation”. A big poem about a big tree.
To show that small poems can pack a punch, my runner-up is Hey Tree (Jill Clarke), with its very smartly delivered and quietly humorous note of thanks to a tree that turns out to be a home for the Raven family as well as a location for (I want one) a micro bat box.
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Here is Brittany’s poem.