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This month’s subject was The Library or favourite book or author. I’m delighted to tell you that ten-year-old Sukriti Bisht is our winning poet. She’s a great supporter of libraries and it seems fitting that her poem, together with those of our runners up, will be exhibited in Gayton library.

THE LIBRARY by SUKRITI BISHT

I beheld a vista of books, All of enthralling looks.

I clapped my hands in utter delight, The librarian turned around, trembling with fright.

With an unfamiliar voice she tutted "Hush! Hush!" As I began to blush.

The library was always a place of glee, But today an air of sadness surrounded me.

Soon I found a table, 'Petition' was on the label.

Like a flash of lightning, I ran towards it, The library closing down was something that I couldn't permit.

As I stepped out of my much-beloved scope, I crossed my fingers, full of hope.

The next day, I returned, Since I was a bit concerned.

My prediction was opposed, For the library was permanently closed,

Melancholic tears smarted my eyes, My best friend, I must say bye.

Avril Candler’s poem The Library is a prime example of how difficult this particular month’s competition was to judge.

THE LIBRARY by AVRIL CANDLER

Haven of infinite possibilities

knowledge stacked high and wide

where  book covers shout Read Me

or repel with lurid fantasy

riches abound in word or sound

escape humdrum drudgery

and fly

I particularly would like to mention our runners up, who are Harshitta Rajmohan, Patricia J Tausz, John Clarke, Donovan Reuben and Jeffery Edmunds.

Here’s Jeffery Edmund’s poem and the others will be in a further blog later this week.

MY FAVOURITE BOOK by JEFFERY EDMUNDS

It's called “1001 Songs You Must Hear Before You Die”

With a title like that you just have to try and wade into this lofty

tome.

When relaxing at home, it’s there ready on the shelf for me to

dip into, to feed my lyrical self

There are songs I must have heard a hundred times and songs

that might have been on the radio or playing in a shop

With a prompt like this, you can’t stop feeding into memories of

where you heard a song first, where you were when a song

broke your heart or underlined your thirst for love or joy or

recognition

A book like this is a mission into a past and a future vision

My musical past mapped out my life, while for the future I will seek

out sounds to add memories, style and delight

Taken up in dreams, as soon as I see a title, I fail to get beyond the

name of it. Instead I’m off into a world of excitement and fantasy,

dancing and singing when nobody can hear or watch my reverie.

It’s all up for grabs if only I look in this book but despite greatly

admiring it, oh boy! The distractions cloy…

and I’ve not actually read it!

The next challenge for you is Gadgets - entries of no longer than twenty lines need to be in by 21st April. Look forward to hearing from you.

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