OPEN JUNIOR results – NZPS International Poetry Competition 2026
OPEN JUNIOR JUDGE’S REPORT – ISLA HUIA
When I was given the opportunity to be the judge for this year’s Open Junior competition, I leapt at the chance to read new work from kaituhi rangatahi from across the motu. I knew that there would be so many young writers with fresh, unique voices that hadn’t yet had the chance to be heard, and what an honour it was to get to be the one to read them first. What I didn’t know was just how many of those incredible writers there would be for me to read, or how high the calibre of their writing would be. Being the judge for this competition has inspired me, and given me the greatest sense of reassurance that the next generation of writers in Aotearoa are going to be as talented, refreshing and exciting as ever.
Over the entries as a whole, this year’s theme of ‘identity’ came through loud and clear. It was wonderful to see such a large array of interpretations, with writers coming to this kaupapa with all of their individual perspectives and understandings of identity as a topic. In general, I was so impressed with the way that writers used the theme but put their own spin on it, leaning away from writing that felt generic and leaning into writing that felt unique and new. I was also taken with the amount of clever descriptive language that came through the competition, with so many poems really setting the scene and the atmosphere for me as a reader. It was particularly great to see use of different language features, writers playing with form and structure, a wide and interesting range of vocabulary, and the use of languages other than English within the poems.
All of which is to say that judging these entries was a much harder job than anticipated! Trusting my gut instinct as a writer and a reader played a large part in my choice of winners, but mostly the entries I chose were the ones that were extremely well-crafted, distinctive, and really painted me a picture of what identity means to them. These poems were effective and of a high standard technically and grammatically, but more than anything, they allowed me as the reader to feel something. Knowing that these entries spanned both primary and secondary aged rangatahi was particularly exciting – and realising after judging just how young some of the amazing kaituhi were left me shocked in the best kind of way.
Being let into the words of these young writers through their poetry was a privilege. They wrote about important, sometimes difficult, but always relevant topics; all within the wider theme of identity. They wrote openly, cleverly, and with a real sense of authenticity. A massive congratulations to our winners, but also, to all who entered – you’ve given me so much hope for the future of writing in Aotearoa, and should all be incredibly proud. Please, please, please: keep writing.
Ngā mihi maioha,
Isla Huia
WINNER
MOTHER, DID YOU KNOW?
SABRINA LIU
KRISTIN SCHOOL, TĀMAKI MAKAURAU AUCKLAND
Mother, Did you know?
I taste snow, the dimming lights blue as iced
fireflies, my fingers knuckled & swollen. My thumbs
cup the cold & close into my mouth, a frosted-
pacifier. Snow pulverizes into infant powder. Today
is a new day. Today is the day I will open letters
postmarked from the sky, fish for carp in the sediment
of my inbox, & flip through the book that has spread-eagled
my New Year’s To-Do list the last five years. I empty
my drawers, digging through old diaries & ironing socks
round as fattened silkworms. I don’t visit the shantytown
of my childhood, the expanse that flattened over the darkness
of feeling, those memories river-past. Today the world teeths
on new wanting between its cupped hands, a wanting clean
as a child’s voice through the kitchen window, smudged
with whiteness so pure it burns. My version of spring cleaning, flowering-
while February curls like a sleeping bear. Mother, did you know
snow tastes like nothing? Did you know, today,
I made a snow angel for the first time? Did you know
snow is a verb? I am eating well without you.
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RUNNER-UP: PRIMARY/INTERMEDIATE
CHITHRALIE HERATH
RUSSLEY SCHOOL, ŌTAUTAHI CHRISTCHURCH
Sri Lankan New Year
At Sri Lankan New Year we go to the park
My dad tells me old Sri Lankan stories
while my mum cooks delicious kawum
We all make cards for each other
but when my sister does it,
it’s a big mess
We exchange gifts and money
We all sing together
My grandma sits down and tells us of
when she was little
she says her parents used fireworks every year
My mom makes her five star kokis
My sister fights over presents with my cousins
My big cousin-brother throws little tiny leaves at us
We go to our friends’s houses
and have sleepovers
for weeks
I wonder if this has gone on
for thousands of generations
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HIGHLY COMMENDED (in no particular order)
Static Orchard – Johnson Wang, Rangitoto School, Tāmaki Makaurau Auckland
Questions for a Conservative Christian Classmate – Eve Hughes, Cashmere High, Ōtautahi, Christchurch
I’m Going to Meet Tyler Durdan – Chetana Surpaneni, Queen Margaret College, Te Whanganui-a-Tara Wellington
At Christmas we go to Castle Hill – Lachlan Hogan, Russley School, Ōtautahi, Christchurch
Tua o te Kiri – Saoirse Johsnon, Taupō
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COMMENDED
(in no particular order)
Breaking Water – Jingming Ruan, China
New Zealand – Madilynn Martinez, Leeston, Selwyn District, New Zealand
Vision – Harry Foy, Westlake Boys High School Tāmaki Makaurau Auckland
I am From – Elias Smith, Hillcrest High School, Kirikiriroa Hamilton
Stir Beneath the Skin – Ketana Musgrove, Taihape Area School, Taihape
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