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    [post_content] => A Golden Shovel after ‘Ozymandias’ by Percy Bysshe Shelley 

They have built things, these wrists, my
teeth and tongue, they howl my name
I hear it in the downpour, the glass is
rattled with it, a furious Ozymandias
gale-force. I choke on the word king
the wisteria forming my spinal cord isn’t of
bending bowing shade. I spit on kings.

I have done worse things. Look
unblinking, until your eyelashes drop, on
the crimes of my lungs, the sins of my
knuckles. I have read leather-bound works
from lost ancient greats, pages cancer ye-
llow and found their words not mighty
but vital like foot-worn paths and
bleeding soles. I have translated despair
from sunflower seeds and found nothing

nothing lasts. Stone weeps to sand beside
the stone fists of kings. Nothing remains.
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A Golden Shovel poem uses a phrase from a pre-existing text to make up the end-words for each of its lines. Find out more about the Golden Shovel form here.
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            [title] => Ellora Sutton
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            [content] => Ellora is the first-prize winner of the Carol Ann Duffy challenge on Young Poets Network, judged by Mari Hughes-Edwards, and celebrating Duffy's legacy as Poet Laureate. She is also the first-prize winner of Bailey Blackburn's 2018 August challenge #2 on found poems. Ellora is commended in the commended: in the Mary Wollstonecraft challenge, written and judged by Bee Rowlatt of the Mary on the Green campaign; in the moon poetry challenge judged by Nii Parkes; in the Golden Shovel challenge, judged by Peter Kahn; in the Bletchley Park challenge, judged by So Mayer; in the W. S. Graham challenge judged by Rachael Boast as part of Graham’s centenary celebrations; and in Ankita Saxena’s protest poetry challenge, remembering 100 years of the women’s vote in the UK.

Her work has been published by The Cardiff Review, Blue Marble Review and Nightingale & Sparrow among others. She was commended in the Winchester Poetry Prize.
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    [title] => Ellora Sutton
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Her work has been published by The Cardiff Review, Blue Marble Review and Nightingale & Sparrow among others. She was commended in the Winchester Poetry Prize.
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Time Traveller

Ellora Sutton

A Golden Shovel after ‘Ozymandias’ by Percy Bysshe Shelley

They have built things, these wrists, my
teeth and tongue, they howl my name
I hear it in the downpour, the glass is
rattled with it, a furious Ozymandias
gale-force. I choke on the word king
the wisteria forming my spinal cord isn’t of
bending bowing shade. I spit on kings.

I have done worse things. Look
unblinking, until your eyelashes drop, on
the crimes of my lungs, the sins of my
knuckles. I have read leather-bound works
from lost ancient greats, pages cancer ye-
llow and found their words not mighty
but vital like foot-worn paths and
bleeding soles. I have translated despair
from sunflower seeds and found nothing

nothing lasts. Stone weeps to sand beside
the stone fists of kings. Nothing remains.