Notes on Gertrude Stein’s “Way Lay Vegetable”

Leaves in grass and mow potatoes, have a skin, hurry you up flutter.

Suppose it is ex a cake suppose it is new mercy and leave charlotte and nervous bed rows. Suppose it is meal. Suppose it is sam.

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D— “Way Lay” might point to an ambush. Are those veggies out to get us? Or we, them? “Nervous bed rows” makes me think of how we call paralyzed people vegetables, how falling down from normal human functions also means descent along Jacob’s ladder.

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D— But Stein, she did go on. It’s remarkable. Like how some poets go on and on about spirit and noble ideals, but before anything else, why don’t we touch upon the basics? Food, which is our fundamental interaction with nature and with each other. Language as well, how we language food, our relationships.

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