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I think you are decidedly right about the sonnets by Edna Millay in the 50th Anniversary number of the Post-Dispatch. Yell as loud as you like; it will be wholly defensible.
"Red Snow" comes dangerously near being a great book. I think so much of it that I'm having my copy bound. Moxley is somebody.
Am off at 7 tomorrow morning on a 4,000 mile trip. Banquet of Writers Guild at Lincoln ( principal speaker); two days at Wayne; one at Chadron, then 10 days with 6 old men of the Sioux - all over 75 and two about 90. They are making big preparations - building a village, "like old times", and we will all live together in the ancient way - no white people but Enid, Hilda & myself. Horses ready for riding, they assure us. Black Elk has just written: "Of course not, kola, I could not charge you for using your tepee while you are here!" Also, "it is great to remember old times & to keep others from forgetting, and we will make a book that will last forever." That's a long time
Endless love. The good to the bad arm. Write me at Wayne, where I will get mail until May 6th; to Manderson, S. D., where I'll be until May 15th. After that we'll be roving pretty fast on eight-cylinders and will be hard to catch. It's not like going in a Ford.