Best Local Poem 2006 - Georgina Hodson

 

The Senses

I would like to smell ...
the washed clean pages of a book,
Black words, a few pictures.
I would like to hear ...
The sunlight streaming through a open window,
A burst of shiny sunlight.

I would like to taste ...
The fluffy white clouds up above,
As they skim the edge of the sky.
I would like to touch ...
The fiery engine of a shooting star,
Shining so bright above.
I would like to see ...
The past, all those people to be

I would like to taste ...
The herbs and spices,
So rich and sharp.
I would like to hear ...
The sky as it descends for night,
Would it be crashing, will it be silent.
I would like to smell ...
The sharp tangy flavour of the sun up above.

I would like to touch ...
The birdsong of birds up above,
The heron spiky, the robin fluffy.
I would like to see ...
The future, as clear as can be!


Judge's comments

The Plough Prize doesn't have a category for poems written by children, but this entry made me wish more than ever that it did. Georgina is ten years old (would you have guessed that if I hadn't  told you?), and this gloriously synaesthetic romp through a world of sensory experiences took me straight back to my own childhood, and the newness and promise of everything around me. But this poem isn't just fun, it's also skillfully written and carefully structured, and its imagery is often vivid and original - what adult poet would not be proud of 'I would like to smell / the washed clean pages of a book' , '... the fiery engine of a shooting star', or 'I would like to hear/ the sky as it descends for night'? I'm willing to bet that the Plough Prize will be hearing more from Georgina in future years.

Sarah Willans