The unclued lights form the first line of Dolor by Theodore Roethke: ‘I have known the inexorable sadness of pencils.’
First prize Geoff Telfer, Baildon, W. Yorks
Runners-up Harry Hyman, London W1; Tim Locke, Ainsdale, Southport
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