Mark, we crossed. The local deep ecologist/poets have insisted in recent years I take in more Jeffers. I haven't fallen under his spell, (he is incorrigibly male, I've yet to find his femme sense) though I admire his better works, and The Roan Stallion devastates me every time. Now there's a crushing allegory on humanity and beauty/divinity, yes ? I've always thought it a kind of western Ancient Mariner tale, sans the redemption.
[This message has been edited by wendy v (edited August 31, 2008).]
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