Definition

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.

Tuesday, July 12, 2016

The Tuesday Platform


Photo by Jonthan Bachman for Reuters

Welcome to the Imaginary Garden! Please link up a poem of your choice today, and take some time during the week to visit others who have shared their own. Raise your voice!

Share * Read * Comment * Enjoy!


16 comments:

Rosemary Nissen-Wade said...

Good heavens, I'm first! :-)

Steve King said...

Yikes! I'm second. Good morning, all. Pleased to visit the pond today.

brudberg said...

That picture is already an icon... yes sometimes it helps to see the real people...

Blogoratti said...

Such an intense photo. Greetings!

Stacie Eirich said...

Good Morning. That photo, yes..burned in my mind. Maybe that's why I prefer dreaming...

Gillena Cox said...

Recovering from a flu virus, been feeling quite lousy since last Monday. Feeling better today with sparse coughing bouts

Happy Tuesday

much love...

Susie Clevenger said...

Good morning..I am 7 days free. My heartfelt thanks to all of you for your support.

Kerry O'Connor said...

Such a stunning photo - it certainly paints a thousand words.
Thanks Marian.

So happy to know you have endured your first week, Susie. I do hope the symptoms will ease up with each passing week to come.

Stacie Eirich said...

I had to return to share this. Listen. Weep. And listen again. We need to. http://www.npr.org/event/music/466209900/singing-for-life-in-a-crypt-in-harlem?utm_source=facebook.com&utm_medium=social&utm_campaign=classical&utm_term=music&utm_content=20160711

Marian said...

Sending love to Susie! xoxo

brudberg said...

Great to hear Susie...

Bekkie Sanchez said...

This poem has been in my head since all of the terrible violence. It's all so upsetting that we still can't get along as a people. I just keep thinking, all lives matter! This is the name of my poem.

I've been super busy with a new baby (a kitten I trapped), and offline life. I'm lucky I could squeeze biking in last week but I'm back to writing. I will be around to read and apologize that I fell behind so much lately.

Have a wonderful week Toads! Hugs!

Bekkie

Bekkie Sanchez said...

Good for you Susie it's not easy and I hope you feel better soon Gillena!

A big hug for each of you! Bekkie

Margaret said...

Date night with hubby - what do you know? and I travel to the coast to pick up my daughter Thursday morning. I will visit and respond Wednesday night. So glad to be all moved in and ready to enjoy the summer. And GLAD to be backing the Garden :)

wkkortas said...

I'm 18th! The prize is a free Powerball ticket, right?

Dulce said...

Hi there!
Today I just feel like being read and visited and moaning for a bit a of it all. Thank yu for being there and sharing, you all! Smiles.