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only the blind can truly see beyond. And as the history books are written in the driest blood, you can already hear the mocking laughter of our not-so-distant descendants. They laugh at us. Our perfect dystopia. Our perfect, modern days. Judge’s Comment Good use of words, an effective ending. Serena Davies St Michael's Collegiate HOBART TAS Amen I wonder if, in a darkened flat in Hiroshima, An old woman is folding A thousand paper cranes Again, and wishing That the water would go back To where it came from. And I wonder, is there anyone in Fukushima, Who, to this day, believes that Chemistry is just for Classrooms and hot love? Blackboards and crushes were swept Away with the drowned. Judge’s Comment A memorable poem, good use of words and images. Veronika Devlin Hobart College HOBART TAS Detached Her bedroom is another world Detached Big windows Sunlight streaming through Portals to the outside world 14
Table groaning beneath the weight of book and Paper piled skywards Chests glittering with trinkets Two stern, white cupboards Sentries standing vigil Always watchful Book upon book A colourful mess Crammed into the shelves Bunk beds squatting against the wall Pillows scattered across the linen Soft, so soft In the privacy and seclusion A figure curled in a nest Book in hand She floats on the magic of the words Leaving reality, stepping into another world Judge’s Comment Good use of words, effectively concluded Nakita Dub Hobart College HOBART TAS The Lucky Country Three years ago they let him in here. Sat him down. Told him, 'You're lucky, mate.' And laughed. 'The lucky country, right?' When they told him he was allowed in here, He didn't weep. Or smile. He just nodded a lone tear down his face. Repeating something inside, 'So lucky. So lucky, mate.' Then he left. His heart in his hand, Ready to give it to this new place. It took them ten years to process him. To package him up. 15
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only the blind can truly see beyond.<br />
And as the history books are written in the driest blood, you can already hear<br />
the mocking laughter of our not-so-distant descendants.<br />
They laugh at us.<br />
Our perfect dystopia.<br />
Our perfect, modern days.<br />
Judge’s Comment<br />
Good use of words, an effective ending.<br />
Serena Davies<br />
St Michael's Collegiate<br />
HOBART TAS<br />
Amen<br />
I wonder if, in a darkened flat in<br />
Hiroshima,<br />
An old woman is folding<br />
A thousand paper cranes<br />
Again, and wishing<br />
That the water would go back<br />
To where it came from.<br />
And I wonder, is there anyone in<br />
Fukushima,<br />
Who, to this day, believes that<br />
Chemistry is just for<br />
Classrooms and hot love?<br />
Blackboards and crushes were swept<br />
Away with the drowned.<br />
Judge’s Comment<br />
A memorable poem, good use of words and images.<br />
Veronika Devlin<br />
Hobart College<br />
HOBART TAS<br />
Detached<br />
Her bedroom is another world<br />
Detached<br />
Big windows<br />
Sunlight streaming through<br />
Portals to the outside world<br />
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