Here's something for the more creative types out there at The Examining Room of Dr. Charles:
The first annual Charles Prize for Poetry will be awarded to the writer who submits for consideration the most outstanding poem within the context of health and medicine.
Open to everyone (patients, doctors, nurses, students, etc.).
Entries should be related to experiencing, practicing, or reflecting upon a medical, scientific, or health-related matter.
The winner will be selected by a panel of three judges, including me. These other judges may or may not be Nobel Laureates, you never know.
Is such an eponymous contest grandiose? Yes. Does the limited poetry I've written carry the gravitas needed to make me an authority on the subject? No.
But should your poem be selected as the winner, you shall receive an award of $500, along with a cherry tomato from my garden. Seriously.
So have some fun, find inspiration, and send your entry to: drcharles.examining *at* gmail.com
Contest closes August 31st.
I may be pretty good at turning an insolent phrase when I'm writing, but, trust me, you don't want to read my attempts at poetry from many years ago. It gives Vogon poetry a run for its money.
If it's open to furriners, I'll have a go - I've been a patient enough times, and I've written bits of poetry that people tell me aren't bad.
Calling Cuttlefish! Calling Digital Cuttlefish!