I am reading The Paris Wife which is a novelized version of Ernest and Hadley Hemingway's life in Paris in the early days. It's sort of my dream book since A Moveable Feast is one of my favorites of all time. I'm at the part where they meet Gertrude Stein for the first time. This is what she has to say:
A Long Dress
by Gertrude Stein
THAT is the current that makes machinery,
that makes it crackle,
what is the current that presents a long line and a necessary waist.
What is this current.
What is the wind, what is it.
Where is the serene length,
it is there and a dark place is not a dark place,
only a white and red are black, only a yellow and green are blue,
a pink is scarlet, a bow is every color. A line distinguishes it.
A line just distinguishes it.
*image from here