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-2- & vividly of the corn, I think. But best of all, for me--city born & bred--is the poetic consciousness you develop toward the inevitable enfolding of the city & its dwellers in the elemental unclear of nature. It is in the November poem, & in March Horses, & unclear Vespers, & A unclear Equinoctial. As a child I was not unacquainted with the country--living there for two years, & spending long summers there; but it troubled me that I read in books & heard from the lips of superior persons diatribes against the ar-