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, May 3, 2014
Mini-Challenge: Flash Fiction 55!
Hello dear Toads and pond people! Today, Flash Fiction 55 finds its permanent home at TIGWRT, and will appear the first Saturday of each month, hosted by either Mama Zen or me (Fireblossom). Of course, the welcome ghost of the G Man will surely be there, too! He ran the show in fine style for seven years before asking us to take it over.
FF55 is easy! All you do is write a poem or a piece of flash fiction in exactly 55 words, no more, no less. it can be in any style and on any subject. it can be funny or serious. Anything goes, as long as the word count is exactly 55 words!