Louise Bryant
What I most want to tell you
Is that I love you
And I want more than anything
To have you strong and clear-visioned
In all this world madness…
You are the finest person I know
On both sides of the world
And it is a nice privilege to be your comrade.
Louise Bryant in Provincetown
In a letter to Max Eastman on the death of John Reed (October, 1920), Louise Bryant wrote:
He was never delirious the way most typhus patients are. He always knew me and his mind was full of stories and poems and beautiful thoughts. He would tell me that the water he drank was full of little songs… I haven’t the courage to think what it is going to be like without him. I have never really loved any one else in the whole world but Jack, and we were terribly close to each other… No one has ever been so alone as I am. I have lost everything now.
Miss Bryant appears a demure and pretty girl, with a large hat, a stylish suit and gray stockings. Her voice is high, but it has a plaintive note to it. She amuses the crowd, because, with the air of an ingenue, she hurls darts at Government departments, holds people up to ridicule, and with a fearful voice appeals to American fair play to be just to a beneficent Bolshevist Government and give it a chance.... In the burst of applause the demure little speaker sits down. (New York Times, March 1919)
John Reed wrote Ten Days That Shook The World.
Louise Bryant wrote Six Red Months In Russia.
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It’s John Reed, not John Read
jb says: You are so right, Tim. Thanks.