Text Box: Jack Anderson
Grade 8
Meridian School, Provo
Matthew Kennington, Teacher
Second Place, Division C
 
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Text Box: Jack Anderson
Grade 8
Meridian School, Provo
Matthew Kennington, Teacher
Second Place, Division C
 
Instructions
            (for my heart)
 
Fragile.  Do not break.
Handle with care.
Contents under pressure.
 
Turn inside out.  Wash gently
Delicate.
Slight shrinkage may occur.
 
May break during shipping.
May explode if handled roughly.
May cause irritation.
Settling may occur, but
 
For a limited time only.
 
Non-recyclable.  Non-refundable.
Non-transferable. Non-negotiable
Non sequitur
 
Do not disconnect, drop, or place in trash.
Keep out of reach of girls.
Side effects may include temporary blindness,
nausea, sweating, clamminess,
palpitations, stuttering, and rapid drop in I.Q.
Results may vary.
 
If product stops working, call customer support.
 Text Box: Matthew Fee
Grade 9
Meridian School, Provo
Matthew Kennington, Teacher
First Place, Division D
 
Telemachus at the Station
 
            I.
 
Steadily the leaden night
Slips from Dawn's frozen fingers—
The age-worn suitcase too heavy for the boy.
The worn bills and flattened ticket in his pocket—
The train will be a long time coming.
It will come too soon.
 
            II.
 
A far-off sun
pierces the fog,
The Cyclops' stare,
The low rumble of lightning and the whistle
Of a great sky-bird.
The train groans to a stop.
 
            III.
 
The boy sets his jaw.  His eyes
Are sharp as javelins.
 
            IV.
 
The train pulls away,
In slow rhythm, like the rowing of a boat.
The wild grass ripples like waves,
Faster, like the steady heartbeat of birds' wings,
Waiting to turn—
The gods know which way.
 

 

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