Poetry Competition - Win £100-£200
We are delighted to announce the King's English Society's next poetry-writing competition themed 'Bird(s)', to be judged by our Poet in Residence Dorothy Pope.
The competition is open to all. There is an entry fee of £5.00 per poem, payable by direct bank transfer with reference 'Poetry Competition' – bank details below. Entry is free to KES subscriber-members.
The winner will receive a prize of £200 and the runner-up £100.
Each entrant may submit up to two poems not previously published or currently submitted for publication elsewhere. Please keep copies as those submitted will not be returned.
The entry fee of £5 per poem should be paid by direct bank transfer
The King's English Society
CAF Bank
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Account No. 00092513
Poems should reach Dorothy Pope by 15 September 2026, by post to 10 Runnelfield, Harrow on the Hill, Middx HA1 3NY, or by email to
Poems sent by post should each be typed on a separate sheet with contact details on the reverse. Each emailed poem must be in Word or similar format (no PDFs, please) and must be sent separately with contact details well separated from the poem. Every poem must be headed 'King’s English Society Poetry Competition' and must be a maximum of 20 lines in the author’s choice of form.
Results will be announced on the Society's website and other social media platforms on 5 October 2026 and the winning poem and the runner-up will be published in the winter 2026 issue of Quest.
Though she finds the poems a delight to read, please note that due to the sheer volume of work Dorothy Pope is unable to provide feedback other than on the two winners.
Dorothy Pope is the author of three books, The Fourth Man, The Summerhouse Poems and A Mile of Kite String. A retired English teacher, she started writing poems at the age of 53 and has since had 530 poems published, about 20 of them prize-winning including several firsts, notably the Poetry Society’s Hamish Canham award. She is Chair of Herga Poets.
Photo: Mehdi Sepehri
Results of June 2026 Poetry Competition
The judge of our quarterly poetry competition is Dorothy Pope, the Society’s Poet in Residence, who also sets the theme for each competition.
Judge’s Report on the June 2026 Poetry Competition themed ‘Statue(s)’
The theme of Statue(s) was variously interpreted as a snowman, a man keeping perfectly still or children doing so in the game of statues, stone, clay and wooden statues, statues hated, destroyed, cherished, prayed to, and Ozymandias which featured twice.
A disappointing entry in terms of quality this time. There were just two which were clearly better than the rest. Praise therefore goes to ‘Passer’ by Terry Jones and ‘Company’ by Sebastian Marziano.
In ‘Passer’, ‘Statue’ is interpreted as self standing still so as not to disturb a house sparrow (Passer domesticus) while it drinks and bathes at his birdbath. I question the American spelling of ‘grey’. Also, the slang phrase “come clean” jars with me and diminishes the poem’s grandeur. I liked “baptismal”, especially as it was preceded by “ritual” and “prayerful”. The poem finds an echo in every reader’s experience, I imagine.
‘Company’ by Sebastian Marziano would have been an English sonnet had line 6 not lacked an iamb. Why? I particularly liked lines 3 and 11 and 12. I saw the snowman, rebuilt annually, not just as a companion but also proof of man’s repeated trying again after setbacks.
Please note that because of the sheer volume of work, I am unable to provide feedback other than on the two winners.
Dorothy Pope
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Passer winner
That sparrow who visits the bird-bath —
however irregular his intervals,
his methods have a ritual consistency:
a prayerful bow into the stone bowl,
replenished more by us than by the rain;
watch his quick swigs and the baptismal finish;
he is, between sips, his own security
detail, eyes everywhere, till with no tell
he is gone, flicked away; but let me
come clean. It may not be the same bird
each time, but his doppelgangers
who fail to spot me, as I pause myself,
assume a gesture of permanence, hold it
in a stone figure, lined, weathered and gray.
Terry Jones
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Company runner-up
I built him from the weather I was in,
I rolled the heavy cold that wouldn't melt,
and pressed the whole white silence into skin,
a man the size of everything I'd felt.
I wound my own scarf twice around his throat
and turned him to the window square,
then buttoned him inside my outgrown coat
and went back in to lamplight, fire, and chair.
It wasn't spring that took him in the end.
The mild days came. The hard ground gave. He sagged
and all I'd built to stand for me now thinned
to sodden wool, spent coal, a heap of rag.
And still, each year, the cold comes back around,
my hands begin to build him from the ground.
Sebastian Marziano
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The next poetry competition will be announced here and on the Society's social media platforms on 1 September 2026.
Photo: Marianna Smiley
Results of March 2026 Poetry Competition
The judge of our quarterly poetry competition is Dorothy Pope, the Society’s Poet in Residence, who also sets the theme for each competition.
Judge’s Report on the March 2026 Poetry Competition themed ‘Music’
Poems on the theme of ‘Music’ featured dawn, orchestras, composing, church music, and church music after bombing, all in either free verse or as sonnets. Both first and second prize winners wrote about dawn though with different attitudes to the coming of the new day.
The winner is Gwyneth Box with her wonderful free verse poem ‘4 am: overture’. We hear with her the fidgeting, squeaking, crooning: tiny sounds of birds and animals as they stir. I particularly admired ‘a cockerel coughs his cliched script’. The verbs are a delight. ‘In the wings’ is clever, the title perfect. The poem’s ending of ‘A new day eases slowly into action’ serves to imagine the poet slowly easing herself out of sleep.
The runner-up is John Keane with his sonnet ‘Strange Notes’. This too is about the arrival of a new day but the poet sees it as unwelcome, an invader of sleep and dreaming, as ‘time lifts its iron head’ and the day’s demands. The final line is reminiscent of Keats’s conclusion to ‘Ode to a Nightingale’: ‘Fled is that music’.
Both poems were a joy to encounter.
Please note that because of the sheer volume of work, I am unable to provide feedback other than on the two winners.
Dorothy Pope
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The Winner
4 am: overture
Small birds fidget in the dark.
They squeak and whirr, then
birdsong swells and weaves
around the house in waves
of sibilance to spin a spell
that teases out the softening grey.
In the wings, a cockerel
coughs his clichéd script;
the neighbour’s cat croons
throatily and a distant dog
worries his concerns. The stage
is set. A new day eases slowly
into action.
Gwyneth Box
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The Runner-Up
Strange Notes
And music rolled like breakers to the shore
untarnished as a flake of minted snow:
more lucent than a darting spring in flow,
a flight of shining notes beyond all flaw.
Ere ray of morning light proclaimed the day
that fugue invoked a world of ecstasy,
supernal in its boundless mystery:
a place where time and trouble held no sway.
A motor turns, invading walls of calm
with urgent coughs. Time lifts its iron head.
The notes fall strange, and lose their elfin charm.
A sleepless chip brings pixels to a screen:
a message pings, demanding to be read.
And gone for good the music of a dream.
John Keane
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Photo: Marius Masalar