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By Gertrude Stein

A little called anything shows shudders.


Come and say what prints all day. A whole few watermelon. There is no pope.


No cut in pennies and little dressing and choose wide soles and little spats really little spices.


A little lace makes boils. This is not true.


Gracious of gracious and a stamp a blue green white bow a blue green lean, lean on the top.


If it is absurd then it is leadish and nearly set in where there is a tight head.


A peaceful life to arise her, noon and moon and moon. A letter a cold sleeve a blanket a shaving house and nearly the best and regular window.


Nearer in fairy sea, nearer and farther, show white has lime in sight, show a stitch of ten. Count, count more so that thicker and thicker is leaning.


I hope she has her cow. Bidding a wedding, widening received treading, little leading mention nothing.


Cough out cough out in the leather and really feather it is not for.


Please could, please could, jam it not plus more sit in when.


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Gertrude Stein
More famous while alive for her outlandish personality and the artistic salon she hosted in Paris than for her writing, Gertrude Stein is now regarded as one of modern literature’s most influential experimentalists. (Ironically, her best-known book, The Autobiography of Alice B. Toklas (1933), is her most traditional.) Among the innovations she hoped would refresh language and draw attention to its potential as music are the multiple repetition with slight variations of short, seemingly nonsensical sentences and the generation of meaning from mosaics of suggestive imagery. See More By This Poet

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