Tails

Gertrude Stein (1874–1946) · 1914

4 lines · from Tender Buttons

Cold pails, cold with joy no joy.

A tiny seat that means meadows and a lapse of cuddles with cheese andnearly bats, all this went messed. The post placed a loud loose sprain.A rest is no better. It is better yet. All the time.

Words in this poem

went n.
Course; way; path; journey; direction.

Definitions and etymologies from Webster's Unabridged Dictionary, 1913.

About this text

Tails is in the public domain. This text is taken from Tender Buttons: Objects, Food, Rooms, Project Gutenberg ebook #15396; the transcription's header, footer and licence were removed and nothing else was changed. You may copy, print and reuse it freely.

Cite as: Gertrude Stein, Tails, in Tender Buttons (1914), text of Project Gutenberg ebook #15396, Laurel, https://laurelpoetry.com/poem/stein-tender-buttons/food-tails.html, id L28698.

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