Masada 4th day
Rose as usual ― but cross: ― this life is gone back to the bi=bad days. ― Bother.
Morning fine ― but rain at 12. After 4 frightful wind & torrents ― howlings. Did not go out all day.
Worked at Beirût till 3 ― foreground. Then an hour at Masada.
5 to 6 Greek ―. Dinner.
8 to 9½ penned out Ζαγωριτεκὰ. ((Villages of Zagori (NB).))
Greek & journal till 10.30 or 11.
No letters from Giorgio ― whom I sometimes absurdly expect to see suddenly. In reality, I suppose he is at Πατράσσος ((Patras.)) ― or εἰς τὰς Αθῆνας. ((In Athens.))
I think a head (sic) as little as possible ― doing all I can to collect & concentrate thoughts for what I am doing ― then 12 Ζωγραφία. ((Painting (NB).))
[Transcribed by Marco Graziosi from Houghton Library, Harvard University, MS Eng. 797.3.]