Sentinel Poetry Movement

The Sentinel Literary Quarterly Poetry Competition must close at midnight on 30th April 2021. To be judged by Mary Anne Smith Sellen. £600.00 Prize Fund + Publication Entry fees from £5.00 per poem. Learn more and enter now at

Sentinel Literary Quarterly Poetry Competition - international, any subject, any style, open to all. Prizing poetry since 2009. The Sentinel Literary Quarterly Poetry Competition has been successfully organised every three months since July 2009. An independent judge will read all the entries and judge the poems anonymously. This competition offers cash prizes and publishing opportunities in Sentinel Literary Quarterly magaz...

Sentinel Literary Quarterly Poetry Competition - international, any subject, any style, open to all. Prizing poetry since 2009. The Sentinel Literary Quarterly Poetry Competition has been successfully organised every three months since July 2009. An independent judge will read all the entries and judge the poems anonymously. This competition offers cash prizes and publishing opportunities in Sentinel Literary Quarterly magaz...

In SLQ Daily 06 September 2020

Read of the Day is 'One night I slept on land that isn’t there' by Mark Totterdell, commended in the SLQ Poetry Competition (July 2020) judged by Terry Jones.

The Blast from the Past is 'That Old Mill' by Richard L. Provencher, first published in Sentinel Poetry (Online) Magazine, August 2003.

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SLQ Daily 06 September 2020 | Sentinel Literary Quarterly One night I slept on land that isn’t there, the cliff now tumbled to the beach below. So much that once was firm has turned to air.

Read of the day: JANE BURN - 'How ASC Made Her Worth Her Weight in Birds'. This poem won 2nd Prize in the Sentinel Literary Quarterly Poetry Competition (March/April 2020) judged by Mandy Pannett.

Blast from the past: NNOROM AZUONYE - 'My eConversation with Obi Nwakanma'. This interview with Dr Nwakanma was published in the maiden issue of Sentinel Poetry (Online) December 2002.

Happy reading:

18 July 2020 | Sentinel Literary Quarterly Pitter-scratch, patter-scratch, soil-deluded beak. The floor is a mysteryof worms, a concealment of seeds. This queerish bird keeps becoming lost,though she is not a tiny thing. See how this bird knocks her cheekagainst the cage of a cupboard door