Charles E. Burchfield (1893-1967)

The sky is flail of the most beautiful wierd shades, all of them lessened in intensity & raise in value - all the violets (near the horizon) red, red orange - in fact the whole color spectrum is here - all of them drenched in yellow-rose. Evening star¬-Venus - to one side.Tree frogs commence, Crickets & katydids. Birds silentHomeward on dark roads dreaming dreams of the most wonderful poems I should write, with the most wonderful picture-poems to go with them.