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The windowsill,<br />
Into the dark,<br />
We are called,<br />
To serve the light,<br />
Our people fall.<br />
Into the dark,<br />
Our angels fall,<br />
We were all one,<br />
NOW HE IS ALL<br />
Judge’s Comment<br />
This is a chilling poem, crafting an image of an unknown predatory<br />
presence arriving under the cover of darkness and shifting the town to<br />
‘his’ will. Whilst the seemingly supernatural predator is not named, the<br />
feeling created by the repetition, the marching beat and images of<br />
contrasting light and dark, create an eerie effect which leave the reader<br />
wanting to know more.<br />
Summer WENDEN, 14<br />
Mackellar Girls High School<br />
MANLY VALE NSW<br />
Bushfire<br />
Dancing embers fall to the ground,<br />
Oh so swiftly and then comes the sound,<br />
A crackling chant.<br />
A deafening song,<br />
Will it ever end?<br />
So beautiful, yet wrong.<br />
Judge’s Comment<br />
This short poem highlights the beauty and horror of the bushfire a topic<br />
which seems to be ever topical in Australia. The use of words such as<br />
beauty, dancing and chant makes the fire seem at first quite attractive,<br />
but the questioning ‘Will it ever end?’ and the final words ‘so wrong’ leave<br />
us in no doubt that the fire is a foe.