Once in English they said America. Was it English to them.
Once they said Belgian.
We like a fog.
Do you for weather.
Are we brave.
Are we true.
Have we the national colour.
Can we stand ditches.
Can we mean well.
Do we talk together.
Have we red cross.
A great many people speak of feet.
And socks.
America
Analysis, meaning and summary of Gertrude Stein's poem America
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HUH!!! I don’t get his poem at all!!! What does it mean?
Im a couple years late but i dont get it either