Published 11 November 201015 November 2010 · Main Posts Poets, listen up! Editorial team Poets, listen up: the 2010 Overland Judith Wright Poetry Prize for New and Emerging Poets, sponsored by the Malcolm Robertson Foundation, closes Monday. In case you haven’t heard, the major prize is a magnificent $5000 – plus there are two runner-up prizes of $1000 a piece. This year’s judge is Overland’s distinguished new poetry editor, Peter Minter (pictured). Whether you’re into avant-gardism, Dorothy Hewett, the Language poets, Plath, spoken word, the Romantics, Shelley, Rilke, Langston Hughes, Emily Dickinson, ee cummings, Ali Cobby Eckermann, John Kinsella – you get the idea – we want your poetry. So, entries must be posted by Monday 15 November 2010. Winners will be announced in March 2011. For more about Judith Wright’s contribution to Australian poetry and Australian life, check out Georgie Arnott’s review of Wright’s correspondence. Entry form | guidelines | 2008 results | 2009 results | Editorial team More by Editorial team › Overland is a not-for-profit magazine with a proud history of supporting writers, and publishing ideas and voices often excluded from other places. If you like this piece, or support Overland’s work in general, please subscribe or donate. Related articles & Essays First published in Overland Issue 228 10 November 202311 November 2023 · Subscriberthon 2023 On the final day of Subscriberthon, Overland’s most important members get to have their say Editorial Team BORIS A quick guide to another year of Overland, from your trusty feline, Boris. I liked the ginger cat story, though it made my human cry. I liked the talking cat, too, but I’m definitely in the “not wasting my time learning to talk” camp. But reading is good. And writing is fun, though it’s been challenging […] 1 First published in Overland Issue 228 9 November 20239 November 2023 · Subscriberthon 2023 On the second-last day of Subscriberthon, Overland’s co-chief editor Evelyn Araluen speaks truth to power Editorial Team To my friends and comrades, I’m not sure if there’s language to communicate how this last month has utterly changed me. This time a few weeks ago the busyness and chaos of bricolage arts and academic labour had so efficiently distracted me from my anxiety about the upcoming referendum that I forgot to prepare myself for its inevitable conclusion.
