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“I won’t dwell on these or on any details now. I have a good deal to do and I am exhausted in the eighth day of a heavy cold. This is just to tell you that life has a new mask on.” John Berryman, 10 October 1943
so do i am exhausted in the end of our minds this instead of our minds this instead of our minds instead of our minds this the end of a heavy cold the end minding the cold speaker and spoken to our annual knowing being offered up to us i have a good deal to tell on a term-to-term basis instead of our minds the eighth day of mum as we begin less-than-life has a new mask on this is less-life than less with its new mask hell-in-new-rochelle any details now (exactly what i don't yet know) i am exhausted and at the end of our minds on an animal incomprehensible bizarre touching mint it does so and it is warm its being the beginning offered up at the end of life has a new mask on
“An accident is when a thing happens. A coincidence is when a thing is going to happen and does. … Anything anybody writes is written. … Everybody listen. … You can refuse if you refuse you can refuse to explain when you have written.” Gertrude Stein
Pleased
To do.
One
To do.
Met
Oh.
Or
Towering.
No
Her
Later
Pleased
I want.
To do.
Turning.
Pleased
Later
Thoroughly
Is that.
A question.
To
do.
Was a disappointment
Victim.
Mispronounced
Towering.
Who
By.
I
Victim.
Spelling.
Mispronounced.
Met I
Sunday study.
Nature.
Wipe what.
Sources:
Stein, Gertrude. “Henry James.” Writings 1932-1946. Eds. Catherine R. Stimpson, Harriet Chessman. New York: The Library of America, 1998. Print.
—. “Study Nature.” Poetry Foundation. N.D. Web. 16 July 2015.
Filreis, Al, Maxe Crandall, Julia Bloch, and Sarah Dowling. “The Fuck-you Bow (PoemTalk #90).” Podcast. Jacket2.org. Poetry Foundation, 6 July 2015. Web. 16 July 2015.
How can’t a being be enough
Must always a doing suffice
Where not should become great
Amongst the invisible dogwood
Breathe deeply when wince and be due
Somewhere it is clue enough and you
Swing or the axe itself Gertrude
Said enough is enough isn’t it
Obvious out here amongst the dogwood
Something foul is its bloom.
Should they call me what they call me When they come to call on me And should I be satisfied with all three When all three are with me Or should I say may they stay Or will they stay with me On no account must they cry out About which one went where they went In time to stay away may be they do But I doubt it As they were very much able to stay there. However may they go if they say so.
from Part IV of Stanzas in Meditation from “Stein: Writings 1932-1946, Vol. 2”
“The background of tradition of profound conviction that men and women and children do not change, that science is interesting but does not change anything, that democracy is real but that governments unless they tax you too much or get you defeated by the enemy are of no importance.”
Gertrude Stein in Paris France
