tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3383938214852108244.post3480963962394651460..comments2024-03-27T16:48:21.039-05:00Comments on Wuthering <br>Expectations: Most of what we call insane is just stupid - some selected poems of Max JacobAmateur Reader (Tom)http://www.blogger.com/profile/13675275555757408496noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3383938214852108244.post-70569777864778191232017-04-28T10:28:59.038-05:002017-04-28T10:28:59.038-05:00That's great. The authentic taste of Brittany...That's great. The authentic taste of Brittany, as a tourist board might say, that occasionally appears in Jacob, although I did not know there was an entire book of it.<br /><br />I am curious to read more Jacob, too, although I think it will have to be in French.Amateur Reader (Tom)https://www.blogger.com/profile/13675275555757408496noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3383938214852108244.post-42821731572158593852017-04-28T09:26:46.493-05:002017-04-28T09:26:46.493-05:00Jacob is full of surprises. The last book of his I...Jacob is full of surprises. The last book of his I read was "Poèmes de Morven le Gaëlique": simple bucolic poems about Breton life, often in loose rhyming quatrains, often evoking folk song, written under that pseudonym in the '20s. Not what I expected! He also wrote plays; I'm curious about those. Doug Skinnerhttp://www.dougskinner.netnoreply@blogger.com