A Waist
A star glide, a single frantic sullenness, a single financial grassgreediness.
Object that is in wood. Hold the pine, hold the dark, hold in the rush,make the bottom.
A piece of crystal. A change, in a change that is remarkable there is noreason to say that there was a time.
A woolen object gilded. A country climb is the best disgrace, a coupleof practices any of them in order is so left.
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A Waist 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, A Waist, in Tender Buttons (1914), text of Project Gutenberg ebook #15396, Laurel, https://laurelpoetry.com/poem/stein-tender-buttons/objects-a-waist.html, id L28666.
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