Heather Cook is the winner of the Poetry category in the 2022 Hysteria Writing Competition. You can find her poem, along with the other finalists from each category in the Hysteria 9 anthology.
I was wandering around the web looking for inspiration for this week’s writing prompt whilst thinking about a video I’d seen yesterday of a musician who had challenged several creators to do a mashup of Beethoven’s 5th. And I wondered if something similar could be applied to poetry.
Tracy Davidson is the winner of the Poetry category in the 2021 Hysteria Writing Competition. You can find her poem, along with the other finalists from each category in the Hysteria 8 anthology.
I can’t remember the last time I wrote a poem, most probably it was during creative writing at school. And I have to hold my hand up and admit that, rather like modern art, I don’t ‘get’ a lot of poetry unless it’s absolutely obvious what the message is.
Encircled, engrossed, of human mixology Debated, a lifetime of stripped back sociology Crossways to pathways, in beating humour Sadness outpoured, sketches of other lives
I’ve been thinking about sonnets this month and trying to write some myself. They’re not too difficult, in theory, as you have a defined rhyme scheme and a metrical pattern to follow.
Spring next year will see the return of the Hysteria Writing Competition, and I already have the Poet in Resident in place. Eithne Cullen, has been both entrant and judge in previous years and to celebrate the return of the competition she created a nicely rounded, simple explanation of the writing process for both writer…
Yes. Back then, I was child of a garden and pavement end. When homestead old was forest and fire, and high were the gold robes of fields which rose to my run, some say I tore up the moors. On that cold morning and grey,
The third category for the Sixth International Hysteria Writing Competition is poetry. That means a poem with the very loose theme “things of interest to women.” Oh, and a maximum of twenty lines, not including spaces. Our writer in residence Alex Reece Abbott has asked some award-winning poets and judges from around the world to share…
If I could, I’d travel backwards in time to an 1816 bustling seaport. I’d wear jelly shoes and a long t-shirt donning me in a cartoon bikini