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.
Welcome to the Tuesday Platform, your unprompted free-range
day for sharing poems in the Imaginary Garden. Please look up from your smartphone
and link up a poem. Then be sure to visit the offerings of our fellow writers.