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[It is called sentimental, colleges.] (Stein Poem)

March 6, 2012

It is called sentimental, colleges.
Is it secure. Known. Now spread it.
Much loving repeating is declared.
The continuous present existence.
Later on there will be nicely all repeating.
A stenographer will record what happens.
Luck in manufacturing. American bombings.
A long thing is nicely sore.
Stick it in. Mixed in an extra licker with men.
Do it for the homeless.
This time they should like it.
There is no necessity for justice.
All repeating: one taste one barometer.
A spokesman for a beginning.
On Tuesday it’s the beginning.


Written in conjunction with Gnoetry 0.2 and the following source texts:

Gertrude Stein, eRoGK7 selections

Howard Zinn, A People’s History of the United States

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