made a lemon pie and finished the ironing-
Made two sheets for Aunty and she gave me one this afternoon-
Listened to the Radio this eve-
Heard Edgar A Guest recite a poem on the Drouth* and also on the passing of the art of the man who carves the roast at the dinner table-
good
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| A copy of The Waste Land |
*I believe the poem being referenced here is T.S. Eliot's The Waste Land from 1922. The critic Edmund Wilson wrote an article about the poem called "The Poetry of Drouth." If you would like to read either, I have provided the links.
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