WILDNESS WITHIN US
beauty is organic wholeness,
the wholeness of life and things,
the divine beauty of the universe.
Love that, not man apart from that . . .
Not Man Apart
lines from ROBINSON JEFFERS
Photographs of the Big Sur
by Ansel Adams, Morley Baer, Wynn Bullack,
EDITED BY DAVID
Steve Crouch, William E. Garnett, Phillip Hyde,
Eliot Porter, Cole Weston, Edward weston,
Don Worth, Cedric Wright, and others
Sierra ClubSan Francisco
from the foreword . . .
. . . No one reading Jeffers can escape
the impress of the untamed Pacific environment upon which he
brooded. He was its most powerful embodiment -- an incarnation
of the spirit of place so intense as to epitomize Lawrence's
demand that there be no deflection between the poet and what
he expresses. Jeffers' peculiarly distinctive style, developed
by degrees from the unpromising conventional prosody of his youth,
has the roll of surf and the jaggedness of rocks about it. Something
utterly wild had crept into his mind and marked his features.
I cannot imagine him as having arisen unchanged in another countryside.
The sea-beaten coast, the fierce freedom of its hunting hawks,
possessed and spoke through him. It was one of the most uncanny
and complete relationships between a man and his natural background
that I know in literature. It tells us something of the power
of the western landscape here at the world's end where the last
of the American dream turned inward upon itself.