Careless, as in a little lonesome Rose (Stein Poem)
After a long break, I’ve come back to the Stein Poems series, eventually to become the book same: a Stein wreader. This poem uses Stein’s book, The World Is Round, as its principal source text (weighted 50%). It is a delightful book written for children, although some find it too “difficult” for their reading level (I hate when people use this word to speak about poetry).
Well well Rose is a cowboy, too.
With all the legs of little lonesome,
The stars were big and round with glasses.
Almost every school will send for a wagon,
Drawn by the time you see it.
The grass looked like measles on buckskin,
The stars were not always sold there but they still flew.
Draw a picture of its legs,
Janet said, it will stand there.
I am talking about a sick pony in school,
Or it might be called a receiver, you see.
Did you see it there was an O and animals.
Did she see it. The hours spin away,
For he is careless in winter.
It makes Rose cry and thunder so.
Composed with Gnoetry 0.2 and the following source texts:
Woods Hutchinson, The Child’s Day
Gertrude Stein, The World Is Round
Howard R. Garis, The Curlytops at Uncle Franks Farm