Pushcart Award-winning poet Harris finally got her wish to raise horses when she and her husband moved to Washington State. Alas, her first broodmare, True Colors, had been caught in a range fire that had scarred her head, ears, and lungs, and she shied away from anything unpredictably threatening. Then True Colors began to heal, finally becoming the force that kept all the other horses happy and well behaved. Tales of what we can learn from our four-hoofed friends. -- Barbara Hoffert, Library Journal True Colors, Jana Harris's first broodmare, was more than Harris bargained for: a complex, traumatized animal whose outsized personality would transform everyone around her, both human and equine. When she arrived at Harris's farm, she was in dire shape, having survived a range fire. She was terrified, and her will to escape was enormous. In Horses Never Lie About Love, Harris lyrically recounts how this wounded, implacable beast nevertheless held a magical influence over the other hors.