I, too, think I made my visit at just the proper time. I’ll never forget how really eloquently Grandma looked, how intelligent and fresh. And _you_ looked so good to me, too. Remember, that suffering does, if borne without rancour, it does build something that only grows lovelier with time--and it is a kind of kingdom among those _initiated_, a kingdom that has the widest kind of communion. You and I can share our understanding of things more and more as time goes on. I loved you _so much_ for many of the things you said when I was with you. Yes, I hope you never will turn your back on me, as you say. And this is not to say that there may come occasions for it--but there may, after all, be times of temporary misunderstandings as there have been before. I can be awfully proud of _you_, however less occasion I may [have] to feel similarly about myself. I do some awfully silly things sometimes--most of which you don’t know about, but which I sometimes (not always) regret. Don’t let this stir your apprehensions, any, however. I’m in no particular pickle at present. We have had another snow and I’m just disgusted. I had counted on a modified weather on my return and instead it’s been just one snow flurry after another. Sore throat is some better, but I’m still threatened with tonsilitis. No chance to start gardens yet. -- -- -- -- 239: TO GORHAM MUNSON _Patterson_ _April 5_ Dear Gorham: It seems evident that I somewhat too egoistically argued what I intended as simply a defense of the position and province of poetry, as an art form, rather than any claims my work might or might not have to critical praise. This has been my attitude throughout our discussion, and though certain contentions are still unresolved, it doesn’t in the least conflict with what you say in your last letter. Indeed, I should say that your essay rather over-estimates my achievements in some particulars. Please don’t think me ungrateful or disgruntled, anyway. Rorty was so swift in returning Allen’s NOTE that I have been wondering if he had actually taken some interest in the “Voyages” I sent you. I should have sent them direct to him had I known that he was subsequently to write me a request for something. Sheer inadvertency on my part not to have mentioned my intentions in sending them to you. Allen gave Untermeyer and Kreymborg such digs that it’s not surprising that Rorty summarily returned the mss. I shall be surprised if he fancies my work.