Orlando Prize Winners & Finalists Spring 2012
Orlando Poetry Prize Winner Megan Alpert, “crafting” Finalists Edith Walden, “Song in Seven Parts” Laura Juliet Wood, “Late Summer Garden” Orlando Creative Nonfiction Prize Winner Flynn Berry, “Surfing” Finalists Daisy Hernandez, “Stories She Tells Us” Adriana Paramo, “Girl in Red Stilettos Getting Drunk in Ashgabat” Orlando Short Fiction Prize Winner Karin Davidson, “The Geography of First Kisses” Finalist Anne Dimock, “Iceland Josh”...
Orlando Prize Winners & Finalists Fall 2012
Orlando Poetry Prize Winner Marilyn McCabe, “On Hearing the Call to Prayer Over the Marcellus Shale on Easter Morning” Finalists Mary-Kim Arnold, “This is for the Sad Girls” Karen Mcpherson, “Bantam Sampling: Prospect Mountain Road” Erin Radcliffe, “Pishing” Orlando Creative Nonfiction Prize Winner Ellen Smith, “The Locust: A Foundational Narrative” Finalists Jennifer Simpson, “After, We Were Birds” Jennifer Bird, “Searching For the...
Orlando Prize Winners & Finalists Spring 2013
After reviewing all entries to the Orlando Prizes contest, we want to commend each and every writer who submitted. There were so many fabulous pieces with so much to say, and so many fresh and innovative ways of communicating your courageous material. We truly wish we could work with each of you to see these pieces come to publication. For now, let us just say, with deepest sincerity, well done, and keep going! Orlando Poetry Prize...
“The Dream” by ire’ne Lara Silva
The Dream is this: a balanced life—a happy, loving partner/family; a long, healthy life; abundant economic resources; a lengthy career filled with accomplishments and awards; acknowledged ‘mastery’ of your chosen art; and a harmoniously serene mind and heart to enjoy it all. In reality, we are more likely fragmented and struggling—always spread too thin, always juggling more priorities than we can handle, always trying to carve out...
“Virginia Woolf and a River,” by Florencia Ramirez
“A woman must have money and a room of her own if she is to write,” wrote Virginia Woolf. She described this as the “great problem.” Thirteen years ago, two women, within a canyon of red stone and brush, each with copies of Virginia Woolf’s book, “A Room of Her Own,” conspired to bring together a community of women writers (a room) and a vision to finance creative expression with literary awards (money). Two years ago, I entered the...

