“The lunatic, the lover, and the poet, are of imagination all compact.”
I am inviting you to a thought experiment.
The poet sees beyond the surface.
You may see below a collection of plants or a bunch of hydrogen and oxygen molecules creatively organized. I am asking you to look at the photos below, pick one or more and in the comments, describe the scene.
What is there beyond the surface of the photograph? What lurks in the shadows, the deep, beyond? It does not need to be long, one sentence, ten sentences, whatever you’re inclined to write. What can you imagine in these scenes, as if they were in a storybook or a scene in a movie?
Let’s give it ago. If enough respond (either below or on Facebook) I will repost these photos with your stories, adding my own thoughts, as well.
Let’s hear it!