Published in Overland Issue The 2017 Oodgeroo Noonuccal Poetry Prize · Uncategorized About the prize admin Established in 2016, Queensland Poetry Festival’s Oodgeroo Noonuccal Indigenous Poetry Prize is Australia’s first open-age Indigenous poetry prize, awarded to an unpublished poem. Named in honour of Oodgeroo Noonuccal, the first Indigenous Australian to publish a book of verse (named with permission from Oodgeroo Noonuccal’s family and in close consultation with Quandamooka Festival). The prize is for an unpublished poem and is open to Indigenous poets, emerging and established, throughout Australia. The prize for a single poem (or suite of poems) of 80 lines or under is $2,000, plus a series of mentoring sessions with an established Indigenous poet. The highest-placed Quandamooka entry receives $500 plus a membership to Queensland Writers Centre. QPF would like to thank Copyright Agency for funding this prize, as well as the support of Queensland Writers Centre, Overland and Quandamooka Festival. QPF also thanks the Walker family for their support in the naming this prize. The 2017 selection panel Ali Cobby Eckermann and Ellen van Neerven Co-winners Jeanine Leane – Historians Sachem Parkin-Owens – My Ancestors Highest Placed Quandamooka Entry Sachem Parkin-Owens – My Ancestors Highly Commended Grace Lucas-Pennington – On arrival Rachel Bos – Tick tock Ashleigh Johnstone – Fragments of the Shadow People Sachem Parkin-Owens, this year’s co-winner and Highest Placed Quandamooka Entry, with the 2017 judges, Ali Cobby Eckermann and Ellen van Neerven. admin More by admin › 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 6 November 2026 · Friday Fiction Headland Harry Goddard He must have still been sore. I could tell from the winces he made as he scooted down the trail. Some unspoken agreement of not hitting other people’s children — and the circumstances of me not being that type of kid — spared me from the same punishment. I was taken to my parents who agreed I would have to work off the damages, and I must have mowed the lawn once, or cleaned the family car. 4 November 2026 · Film MIFF, Minotaur and the politics of maternal reception Alicia Byrnes Maternal labour is, in the terms I’ve set out here, not labour at all. Noisy, unfocused, mobile, perhaps even sleepy — it is an affront to arthouse film viewing and therefore unserious.
