We tossed them high into the air
And caught them coming down,
Sliding straight through
The tips of our bayonets.
Babies cry in any case,
But the women, oh, the women,
They made such a racket;
Had to quieten them down:
That was more bayonet practice.

We had our instructions, we had to clear the place.
We got rid of the men first, one way or another.
As for the women, we did our manly thing with them first,
Anywhere, behind doorways, in the middle of the streets,
Anytime,

This contest is run by Cha: An Asian Literary Journal. It is for unpublished poems in English language (or poems translated into English) on the theme of “Encountering”.

If you are submitting a translation, please make sure you have the permission from the original author.

Rules:
-Each poet can submit up to two poems (no more than 60 lines long each).
-Poems must be previously unpublished.
-Entry is free.

Closing date:
15 January 2012

Prizes:
-First: £50, Second: £30,