The poem The House Was Just Twinkling In The Moon Light (yes, way too many capitols) is a poem written by Gertrude Stein. She was an important figure of Modernism in both literature as art, by running an art salon in Paris (France).
About the poet
Stein was born in February 3 1874 in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. She was later raised in Oakland, California. In 1903 she decided to move to the French capitol, where here fame rose.
Stein was friends with people like Pablo Picasso, F. Scott Fitzgerald and Henri Matisse. Her life in Paris was written down by her in the book The Autobiography of Alice B. Toklas.. Alice B. Toklas was her life partner. Almost immediately the book became a bestseller in 1933. It made her a cult hero, with the work of two quotes from this book:
Rose is a rose is a rose is a rose
There is no there there
Interesting fact is that Stein didn’t make a secret about her sexuality. This was probably the reason that she moved to Paris. She was there when the Germans invaded France in 1940. Living in the occupied part of France, she was subject of an investigation by the Nazis. In order to stay safe, she decided to move to the collaboration Vichy part of Germany, where she presented herself as a art collector. She was even protected by the government of this part of France.
Stein was the subject of many discussions about her admiration for Marshall Pétain, the leader of the Vichy regime, and Bernard Faÿ. Faÿ was also a collaborator. This is somewhat strange, since Stein grew up in a Jewish family in Pennsylvania. Her parents, Daniel and Amelia Stein, were very fortunate. Her father made wealth in the real estate sector.
On July 27 1946 Stein died in a local hospital in Neuilly-sur-Seine after surgery for stomach cancer. Her death is covered in mystery. At least, about her last words. She asked her life partner “What is the answer?” When Toklas replied with the word that there wasn’t an answer, she told Toklas “Then there is no question!”
It is debated if this is a real story or not. Toklas gave her opinion on these events, but these words were never mentioned by her.
About the poem
The poem The House Was Just Twinkling In The Moonlight is a different poem. The sentences are longer, but there is a clear pattern in this rhyme. It seems to tell the tale of a younger version of Stein, who grew up in both Pennsylvania as California.
The House Was Just Twinkling In The Moon Light
The house was just twinkling in the moon light,
And inside it twinkling with delight,
Is my baby bright.
Twinkling with delight in the house twinkling
with the moonlight,
Bless my baby bless my baby bright,
Bless my baby twinkling with delight,
In the house twinkling in the moon light,
Her hubby dear loves to cheer when he thinks
and he always thinks when he knows and he always
knows that his blessed baby wifey is all here and he
is all hers, and sticks to her like burrs, blessed baby
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