Gertrude Stein

(3 February 1874 – 27 July 1946 / Allegheny, Pennsylvania)

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A Long Dress


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.

Submitted: Tuesday, April 06, 2010
Edited: Wednesday, October 05, 2011

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  • John S (10/30/2013 4:48:00 AM)

    I don't know if I'm missing something here (I probably am since I don't really get the point this poem is trying to make) someone please explain to me what that point is. Unless someone presents me with some deep insight, this is one of the worst poems presented as a poem of the day. Go ahead and give me a thumbs down for being honest. (Report) Reply

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