I’m very much amused at what you say about the interest in my book among relatives and friends out there in Cleveland. Wait until they see it, and try to read it! I may be wrong, but I think they will eventually express considerable consternation; for the poetry I write, as you have noticed already, is farther from their grasp than the farthest planets. But I don’t care how mad they get--_after_ they have bought the book! --/--/ Yvor Winters, who is a professor of French and Spanish at the Moscow University, Idaho, writes me the following: “Your book arrived this evening, and I have read it through a couple of times. It will need many more readings, but so far I am simply dumbfounded. Most of it is new to me, and what I had seen is clarified by its setting. I withdraw all minor objections I have ever made to your work--I have never read anything greater and have read very little as great.” Etc. So you see what kind of a review he is apt to write. Waldo Frank ends his article in _The New Republic_ by saying: “At present Hart Crane is engaged in a long poem that provides him with a subject adequate for his method: the subject indeed which Mr. Tate prophesies in his introduction. Yet already _White Buildings_ gives us enough to justify the assertion, that not since Whitman has so original, so profound and--above all, so important a poetic promise come to the American scene.” In a way it’s a pity that none of the Crane family are readers of anything more important than such magazines as _The Saturday Evening Post_ and _Success_. --/--/ The delay in the divorce proceedings may mean that Charles [Curtis] is reconsidering--and it might be just as well all around if he did. I have the idea that you both care for each other more than you thought you did. Such thoughts are neither here nor there, however, and I’m in no position to form judgments or advise. I’ve never been able to figure out what the quarrel was “all about”--i.e., the issue involved. I think you had probably better keep your mind off the subject as much as possible, assuming the issue as closed. But you must get something to do as soon as you are physically able.... I mean--that without some kind of activity you’ll remain in a morbid condition--and your viewpoint will become more warped all the time. People just have to have some kind of activity to remain healthy-minded. But you seem to [be] already much better; and I’m enormously glad. Don’t think I don’t care for you,--I can’t help it, no matter how I feel about some things. --/--/ 272: TO WALDO FRANK _Patterson, NY_ _January 28th_ Querido hermano Waldo: Just a little note to say hello. It’s sixteen below and the sun brightly shining. I’m living in practically one room--the kitchen--with the old lady these days--to keep warm. Writing a little again on _The Bridge_ and studying Spanish.