oh yes! oh prompt!

A few years ago a dear friend told me about an exercise her poetry class did. I loved the idea so much then that I wrote a poem about the bellies of whales and army boys dressed in green dying of nostalgia (what is now known as a form of homesickness was, in the late 1800s, a textbook disease). I'm curious to see what things look like six years later so if you get a minute, consider the following prompt. The teacher gave each student a title and asked them to write an accompanying poem. This is what my friend got:

"What We Talk About When We Talk About Love"

It's one of those titles I wish I had written. Anyway, please post whatever might come of this little exercise (excepting Raymond Carver's original story...), and/or post other titles for us to play with!