Mar 2, 1920 –
    Following a raw sunshiny day- when the channels in the ice were filled with sparkling running water – at five o’clock the water is stilled; spears of ice reach out over the water from the edge – the air opens up; the cries of children & barking of dogs resound at great distances. Trains roar & rattle thru the town – The moon shines dim on ice bound
                                                                      Mar 2 – 1920 –
    Bloodroot Hollow;
    While in town freakish hideous houses rear up in queer attitudes
    A screaming freight-whistle opens up the far stretching hills to the south; a hoarse passenger train whistle comes out of the west –
    The North glowers from the depths of black pine-hollows & in the east is the cold silly-white moon.[i]