A LIGHT IN THE MOON
by: Gertrude Stein (1874-1946)
- LIGHT in the moon the only light
is on Sunday. What was the sensible decision. The sensible decision
was that notwithstanding many declarations and more music, not
even withstanding the choice and a torch and a collection, notwithstanding
the celebrating hat and a vacation and even more noise than cutting,
notwithstanding Europe and Asia and being overbearing, not even
notwithstanding an elephant and a strict occasion, not even withstanding
more cultivation and some seasoning, not even with drowning and
with the ocean being encircling, not even with more likeness
and any cloud, not even with terrific sacrifice of pedestrianism
and a special resolution, not even more likely to be pleasing.
The care with which the rain is wrong and the green is wrong
and the white is wrong, the care with which there is a chair
and plenty of breathing. The care with which there is incredible
justice and likeness, all this makes a magnificent asparagus,
and also a fountain.
"A Light in the Moon"
is reprinted from Tender Buttons: Objects Food Rooms.
Gertrude Stein. New York: Claire Marie, 1914. |
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