Anecdote of the Bar, by Robert Frost

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From a letter written by Robert Frost to Wallace Stevens in July 1935, included in The Letters of Robert Frost, Volume 3, edited by Mark Richardson et al., which will be published next month by Harvard University Press.

Dear Wallace,

I’m writing merely to hold your friendship till I can get home and get down to see you in the fall. It relieves me to know that you haven’t minded my public levity about our great talk. I was in a better condition than you to appreciate it. I shall treasure the memory.1 Take it from me, there was no conflict at all, but the prettiest kind of stand-off. You and I found we liked one another. And you and I really like each other’s works. At least down underneath I suspect we do.2

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