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ANNOUNCING THE EYEWEAR BEST NEW BRITISH & IRISH POETS SERIES AND COMPETITION


The Best New Poets: 50 Poems From Emerging Writers is a brilliant series from America, that seeks to celebrate younger poets that don't yet have a first book published yet.

Eyewear PUBLISHING is now starting a similar series for the UK and Irish poets in a similar boat, in pure and honourable homage to a great series we admire from abroad, much as Salt has the Best British Poetry series, modelled after its American influential counterpart.

THE BEST NEW BRITISH AND IRISH POETS 2016 can be submitted to now...

How does one get included? Simple. You enter our competition to be considered.

You email us between 1-3 of your best poems (no more than 100 lines please)  in a word doc, including a 50-100 word bio, to info at eyewearpublishing dot com.

You then become a micropatron for Ā£10 as entrance fee (which also entitles you to 2 free 2015 paperback collections or pamphlets) and Eyewear's team of judges, including Todd Swift and Cate Myddleton-Evans, will select any poets's poem that strikes them as extraordinary*.

The poems can have appeared before in magazines or pamphlets; but they cannot be online. They must be original. You must be either a British or Irish citizen or a permanent resident of Britain or Ireland.  You cannot have a full collection published or due out before July 1, 2016.

The deadline to submit is September 1, 2015 - so you have the dog days of summer to polish those quills and tap those itty iPhone keys... good luck!

This paperback, out early 2016, designed by Edwin Smet, will be a wonderful way to get your work out there, as we will sell it in shops in the USA, UK, Ireland, and on Amazon and via our website.

We hope to make this an annual event!

*We reserve the right to call in poems and poets, if we do not receive enough top notch work over the transom.


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