Marissa Barnier
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Pocket of Gold
The following is a series of short poems I wrote attempting to demonstrate imagism. According to Poetry 101, the characteristics of imagism are directness, economy of language, avoidance of generalities, and a hierarchy of precise phrasing over adherence to poetic meter. I would love any feedback as to how successful I have been. Thanks for reading!
By Marissa Barnier5 years ago in Poets
The Scent of Strawberries
(Some say the name “strawberry” comes from the practice of covering the plants with straw to deter pests and retain moisture. However it seems the name strawberry far predates this procedure. Others suggest the name comes from the straw-like appearance of the seeds. My favorite explanation is that it comes from the Old English word for “strew,” because of the way the berries grow: strewn along the ground.)
By Marissa Barnier5 years ago in Poets
“How Would You Like a Job?”
He was walking to work. He was walking because his car had died the day before, and his girlfriend was unable to drive him, on account of her having left him the day before that. It was an overcast morning, the sky the milky color of dishwater, like his mood. His head was bowed and his shoulders hunched; he was looking down as he trudged to work. If he hadn’t been he might not have noticed the small black notebook when he stepped on it. He bent down and picked it up. The front cover, aside from the print left by his shoe, was blank, as was the back. He opened it. Inside, the pages were almost entirely blank except for one right in the middle, which had a strange set of numbers scribbled on it. He went to toss the thing away when he heard his ex-girlfriend’s voice in his head, asking indignantly, “You’re just going to litter, then?” He slipped it into his pocket until he could find a trash can, and promptly forgot about it.
By Marissa Barnier5 years ago in Criminal
