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.
Yes! It is our anniversary week in the Imaginary Garden and that calls for a celebration. The Imaginary Garden officially went public on 18 July 2011, which makes us three years old. I am amazed at how our poetry forum has developed over the years, and it has been a real privilege to get to know so many talented poets, and have some of the most ground-breaking creative writing to read, week after week. The support of the real toads has been phenomenal. I take this opportunity to thank all members, past and present for all that they have contributed to make this one of the nicest meeting places in the blogosphere. I am also grateful to all our loyal Followers, who consistently share their work with us, and are a vital part of our community.
Everyone is invited to link up a poem of their choice. In the spirit of our anniversary, I encourage you to dig into your archives for an older piece, today, if you have nothing new to share.