Marilyn not only enjoyed reading poetry but wrote some of her own. Always fearful of harsh judgement, Marilyn only showed her poetry to a select few, including, Milton Greene, Carl Sandburg, & Norman Rosten.
Rosten wrote: She would often hand me a scrap of paper with something written on it & ask, ‘Do you think this is poetry? Keep it & let me know.’ Or she’d send a scribbled sheet in the mail asking for criticism. I would always encourage her. The poems were, in the best sense, those of an amateur; that is, they pretended to be nothing more than an outburst of feeling, with little or no knowledge of the craft. But the poet within her – & one existed – found a form for her purpose.”