One must make a distinction however: when dragged into prominence by half poets, the result is not poetry, nor till the autocrats among us can be “literalists of the imagination”—above insolence and triviality and can present for inspection, imaginary gardens with real toads in them, shall we have it.
Saturday, July 13, 2013
Mini Challenge: Live A Little
Fireblossom here with a mini challenge. What do you live to do? I don't mean what passes the time, or what you are obligated to do, or what seems to be the right thing to do. I mean, what, if you couldn't do it, would just undo you? (or maybe you're not doing it, and it is undoing you. Write about that.)
What gets your heart started, what makes you feel in your element and alive? What do you just have to do? If there isn't anything like that in your life, what might put it there? Tell me about it, in a poem.
It might be a passion, a talent, a cause, or an emotion like love. It could be your job, if you're passionate about that. It could be....writing poetry.
Small print: please write a NEW poem especially for this challenge, and link it back here, to Toads. Smaller print, because I can: no haiku! I look forward to visiting each of you passionate Toads.