When I was majoring in design I was not the best one in the class. There was this one massively talented kid who was so good that no matter what I did, I would never have been able to come close to the quality of his work. It was a hard lesson for me to learn, and a little bit of a heartbreak, that there will always be someone, somewhere who is better, faster, smarter, stronger, more talented.
AND your poetry contest winners' rich uncle probably bribed the teacher....JK!!! 馃ぃ
@4meAndyou That is so true. But with rare exceptions, just as the brilliant, talented, motivated leaders that leave us in the dust are getting well under way, someone is coming along who will leave THEM coughing in their wake. Always somebody bigger, stronger, braver, smarter, tougher. If there isn't now, there will be. If you do happen to be the best of your time, it won't last.
I would feel like crap, for a little while. Then if being a poet well-liked in terms of current taste was my goal, I would study the winner and figure out what I needed to change. I would ask the teacher questions. I would hone my craft, a lifelong task to master anything.
If eventually I could produce a poem with the elements the winner had I would then assess which style I like best and which voice not only resonates but is uniquely my voice and I would go on from there.
Most of all I would remember that a contest is the critique of art by a person or persons, and that many of the world's finest writers got lousy reviews.