I chose this month's poem for our prompt from a collection of Stephen Dunn's poetry because I like what he is doing with that word sacred.
If you look up "sacred" in the dictionary, the etymology is Middle English, from sacren, meaning to consecrate, from Anglo-French sacrer, and ultimately from Latin sancire, to make sacred. Definitions will include: dedicated or set apart for the service or worship of a deity; worthy of religious veneration; holy and entitled to reverence and respect.
But that's not what is happening in the classroom of Dunn's poem "The Sacred."
I also like that the poem is set in a classroom where I have spent so many years, and inside a lesson that I probably have taught.
The teacher asks a serious and probably too personal personal question. Does he expect an honest answer? Maybe. Maybe not. But he gets ones from the most serious student.
At first, you might think his sacred place - his car - is a joke answer, but he defends his choice well. So well, that the other students feel safe enough to talk about their own sacred places.
Do you have a sacred place or did you have one as a child? That is the current prompt for Poets Online.
I came across a blog post at http://htmlgiant.com that details how No Colony ("a collaborative perfect-bound print fiction journal from the editors of NO POSIT & LAMINATION COLONY.") says it will give automatic publication in the magazine and a Pushcart nomination to whomever pays a $650 fee to them. PayPal link included on their site.
It makes you wonder about the nomination process for a Pushcart Prize if this can actually occur.
Which part is legitimate? Internet scam? Poetry scam? All of the above?
A related question has been knocking around in my head for the past few weeks: "Do women genuinely write different poems from men and, if so, what could be said to characterise the 'female' poem?" The occasion which prompted the question happened yesterday, when the Aldeburgh poetry festival and the Poetry Society combined to host an event called The Female Poem, which I chaired, and which boasted a distinguished panel of writers: Maureen Duffy, Annie Freud and Pascal Petit. It was so popular that it sold out in minutes and had to be moved to a larger hall, which suggests the subject is urgent – and not just to women; our audience was mixed.