How does this have no reviews! For Shame! Minna, I'm sorry, I must have missed it when you posted, but I do remember it well from the Triathlon because it's so striking.
I love the image of marbles here, which runs through the poem and are a metaphor for everything wrong with Albus's life. The way you connected the marbles to eyes, then something upsetting his balance, to stars, prophecies, to things he trips on and finally to the rosary beads, was masterfully done, especially in a poem that was short because it never felt at all repetitive. (That was far too long a sentence - ha ha)
There's a great rhythm to this, jarring images of death make the reader 'tilt sickly' too, as they're set with the images of stars.
I think what impressed me the most about this poem was how you encapsulated Dumbledore in so few words: his regret, his arrogance, his folly. Brilliant.