I wrote the following in response to the "imaginary gardens with real frogs in them" trope we were forced to learn in high school: A poem is a thought that

I wrote the following in response to the "imaginary gardens with real frogs in them" trope we were forced to learn in high school: A poem is a thought that tried In vain, just once, before it died To reach the page's Right hand side I'm note quite that cynical about poetry any more, but those words still remain an accurate reflection of my feelings at the time.