The Tupelo Dorset Prize makes me think of how Tim Cahill got his yoga assignment.
“Jen, there’s a poetry contest running…are you a poet?”
“Me? You mean the stuff with the funny names like iambic pentameter? No way.”
“The prize is $10,000.”
“Oh, you mean p o e t r y. Yes, of course I’m a poet.”
Good luck to all you travel poets with 50-80 pages.