Wherever I am, the world comes after me.
It offers me its busyness. It does not believe that I do not want it.
Now I understand 
why the old poets of China went so far
and high 
into the mountains, then crept into the pale mist.
"The Old Poets of China" by Mary Oliver

Author: Joseph R. Fortin and Leon Rico, Jr., and edited by Marvyn N. Benaning
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Year of Publication: 1978
TABLE OF CONTENTSINTRODUCTION

Much of the materials used in this Field Report comes from direct contact in 1976 with hundreds of Tinguian who continue to inhabit the hinterlands of Abra.