Word Wednesday! I stumbled across this just now, and seeing it is the
last Word Wednesday of World Poetry Month, I thought it extremely
fitting. I love the imagery of this piece, when I read it I envision
long skirts in dusty corridors with high ceilings, disapearing around
corners.
A Long Dress
Gertrude Stein
That is the current that makes machinery,
that makes it crackle,
what is the current that presents a long line and a necessary waist.
What is this current.
What is the wind, what is it.
Where is the serene length,
it is there and a dark place is not a dark place,
only a white and red are black, only a yellow and green are blue,
a pink is scarlet, a bow is every color. A line distinguishes it.
A line just distinguishes it.
A Long Dress
Gertrude Stein
That is the current that makes machinery,
that makes it crackle,
what is the current that presents a long line and a necessary waist.
What is this current.
What is the wind, what is it.
Where is the serene length,
it is there and a dark place is not a dark place,
only a white and red are black, only a yellow and green are blue,
a pink is scarlet, a bow is every color. A line distinguishes it.
A line just distinguishes it.
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