October 13, 1920 - April 8, 1921
lined and unlined paper pages
11 1/4 x 9 3/8 inches
What undiscovered music there is in our world – yesterday in the shop – the harsh ear-splitting scream of iron against emery, with an undertone of mystical human exertion – Sunday the call of crows in the vast empty March air, - songsparrows, peterbirds, blue birds, - the roar of waterfalls punctuated by the short sharp chop of axes on wood – at evening, the huge black valley with its white river & moon sliver, and scattered houses of crude humanity – from afar comes the clang of a country church –[i]
[i] Mar 23, 1920