[Gail White]

Well, that would explain why my rather left-wing sonnet was left out in the cold... [not that I'm bitter].

Congratulations to all, & I look forward to reading all these goodies
later in the year.

[Carol Taylor]

Congratulations, Bob. I look forward to reading another fine winner and finalists.

Carol

[A. E. Stallings]

Congratulations!

[Catherine Chandler]

Congratulations, Bob, and to all the finalists!

[Lance Levens]

Good show, Robert--and congrats to the finalists.

[Tim Murphy]

I only entered once, don't remember what year. I sent the check to Gerry Cambridge from whom I'd withdrawn the poem so I could have Hecht judge it. (Gerry was living in a trailer.) That victory led to the third great mentor in my life. But I think I might try it again next year. To ensure the integrity of the blind judging, it will be a sonnet starring Feeney and a pheasant. Of course, Rhina won't have a clue.