Year 10 students study sonnets and then write their own as part of a competition to honour Old Scholar Eleanor Wells, from the Class of 1939. Her family continues to generously donate a cash prize in memory of Eleanor.
The sonnets are judged on the success of the 14-line sonnet structure, accurate use of iambic pentameter, language choice and of course, flair and engagement.
This year’s winner is Niamh. Students who received a Highly Commended were Emily W, Sophie, Diana, Laela, Annabelle F, and Sophia F.
Kerri Proctor Head of English
Forest of Grief
As I wandered through the forest deep, The leaves above did whisper with a chill, For sadness seemed to linger, and to keep Mine heart in sorry, and crushed is my will.
The branches of the trees, so bare and stark, A haunting beauty, yet so full of gloom, Stood tall and silent in the misty dark, And lingered like a foreboding doom.
The brook flowed with a gentle, mournful sound, As if it too had felt the weight of grief, It echoed with a sadness so profound, And wept in sorrow, without any relief.
But in the calm and stillness, there lies hope, A chance to heal, to find the strength to cope.