A Martinet
Cotton candy
Bone china
Unwoven silken threads
Fragile glass figurines
Children in a classroom
Run by a martinet
She picks up a small figure,
The one most delicate
The monster holds the figure
Between her thumb and finger
She commands her tiny wards
To shatter the child with words
© 2008 Joyce Greene (All rights reserved)
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There's a great deal I like
There's a great deal I like about this piece--it's put together very nicely, and the imagery is strong. My only concern with the piece is that the presentation of the teacher as martinet is a little one-dimensional--which certainly could be intentional, as martinets (be they literal or figurative) tend to be that way. Still, I think this presents the teacher as vicious or venal as opposed to unthinking/indifferent/insensitive, which made the poem a bit less true-to-life for me.
Thank you for your comments,
both positive and negative about my poem. I appreciate that you took the time to think about what I was saying and let me know!
Good people do bad things frequently. The action described in this poem was monstrous. (If you don't agree, then we can agree to disagree.) Logically, the teacher was a monster, in the terms of this poem. I am expressing outrage at the action and its dire impact on its small victim. I am not concerned about the soul or conscience of the perpetrator.
Thanks again for reading and commenting!
joyce
Taken Aback
Joyce,
I was taken aback by the sheer power and intensity of this piece. I was also somehow angered by the picture it brought to my mind's eye. Now that is effective writing my friend.
Keep em coming,
Pete
Pete, again not totally fiction...
Thanks for your input. I appreciate your comments - it's hard to write into a vacuum, as you know.
Your friend,
Joyce
I Write From A Vacuum
Linda,
I write from a vacuum, it's called my punkin head.
Luv ya,
Pete
Pete, you just called me Linda...
at least I'm not your wife!!
Thanks for your comment in any case. I appreciate your taking the time.
joyce
Mea Culpa
Joyce,
Sorry for the faux pas.
Pete
it's all right, doc
have to go exercise, have a nice night.
Joyce
martinets happen
Hi Joyce,
Not all teachers are loving parent substitutes. Schools leave individual teachers, with all their own psychological problems and biases, too much alone, I have always thought. No one knows most of what goes on in a classroom with only one teacher, and sometimes truly terrible things have happened, as we all know. Your martinet image is right on, in my book. This is an emotionally powerful poem, and so a good one. -- MS
P.S.
Another thing -- your first stanza is absolutely exquisite. -- MS
thanks, MS, I love you...
That is such a nice thing to say!! Thanks also for your thoughtful comments on my poem.
joyce