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September 26, 1926

My dear Max Weber, 

I was in New York for two days... and upon my return found your very kind letter. It means much to me... I am glad I have lived long enough to see some rifts in dark clouds.
Yes, Weber, no matter what "stupid" things may have happened there never was a moment in all these years in which your work - in all its manifestations - didn't interest me -  interest me deeply. For if anyone truly saw you as a worker under all conditions it was I - So I knew why I appreciated. And I appreciated because I knew. How often I stood before pictures of yours which I waited to buy - not to possess - for I hate more than ever all thoughts of posses-sions - but to live with - and to show to some that I felt could see... and perhaps now much better it would have been for both of us - our relationship - if I had been a bit more worldly - and less the idealist.

I'll be glad too to receive a copy from you of "Cubist Poems" - 

your old Alfred Stieglitz

Miss O'Keeffe reciprocates greetings. I know she'll enjoy your poems and the work.