.MTUxOA.MTMyNzMy: Difference between revisions
(Created page with "March 20, 1925 Dear Norman,") |
No edit summary |
||
| (2 intermediate revisions by the same user not shown) | |||
| Line 1: | Line 1: | ||
March 20, 1925 | March 20, 1925 | ||
Dear Norman, | Dear Norman- | ||
A [[unclear]] [[unclear]] from the north. I am at work on the childhood book. People go [[huddled?] and [[hurrying?]] across the little [[park?]] in front of my window. The [[blast?[[unclear]] that swept this [[unclear]] Illinois and Indiana has [[unclear]]us with cold. | |||
In the mail a letter from Stieglitz, in [[unclear]], [[unclear]], old, discouraged. A [[strong?]] [[unclear]] [[sincere?]] [[unclear]] man. Nearly all his life is devoted to others. Few have been kind to him. I hate to think of his last years. He has wanted so much of [[beauty?]], has been such an old [[unclear]]. | |||
I have always thought he fought too much but without the fight he has made some of our finest artists would have got just nowhere. | |||
It is pretty hard to understand -- the kind of things that can happen to such a man. So much [[priggishness?]] in the world. | |||
Once cant stop to think too much about it. Other[[men?]] [[are?]] [[unclear]]. Life slipping past like a [[unclear]]. You and I -- others looking on. We have | |||
Latest revision as of 15:22, 2 May 2023
March 20, 1925 Dear Norman- A unclear unclear from the north. I am at work on the childhood book. People go [[huddled?] and hurrying? across the little park? in front of my window. The [[blast?unclear that swept this unclear Illinois and Indiana has unclearus with cold.
In the mail a letter from Stieglitz, in unclear, unclear, old, discouraged. A strong? unclear sincere? unclear man. Nearly all his life is devoted to others. Few have been kind to him. I hate to think of his last years. He has wanted so much of beauty?, has been such an old unclear.
I have always thought he fought too much but without the fight he has made some of our finest artists would have got just nowhere.
It is pretty hard to understand -- the kind of things that can happen to such a man. So much priggishness? in the world.
Once cant stop to think too much about it. Othermen? are? unclear. Life slipping past like a unclear. You and I -- others looking on. We have