with windows of clean power, gruff brown bark on the sedentary
trees, a vocal majority without words (not real ones), with sentence
structure amassed in piles by lawns of water or dirt, the central
pictures of an anxious squirrel with prime sense of mortgage, and the
clear meaning of green leaves at their timetable—the sky is blue
like under advisement!—meanwhile, an unarmed teen, massive rally
(amazing people), the words under the words aren’t really words,
not words like that...
Walking is not walking if Gertrude chooses not to walk. The premise: Gertrude Stein is not walking. She may be on a boat, not walking, crossing the wide ocean sea. Leaving inevitable France but not walking. Dramatic but not walking. Sentenced but not walking. There were days of walking but not this day. Reading or just looking but not walking.There were sentences full of walking but not walking. Talking maybe but not walking in or out. A time lived and walking was done then if not now. It was a doing and it was a done. Not forgetting Alice who may have had walking done or even doing. The annals say Leo Stein walked along, up to and including the degree of not walking, along. Those flower names walked along, Matisse, Picasso, Laurencin, in varieties. An adding war or two closed or opened anything jump. Apollinaire in the historical. Languages of shapes and sizes bounding for just the time and a little beyond. And that was the how sentence. In that time but also forward until readi...
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