Sunday, April 11, 2010

Gary Snyder

Lay down these words
Before your mind like rocks,
placed solid, like hands
in choice of place, set
Before the body of the mind
in space and time.
Solidity of bark, leaf, or wall
riprap of things.
Cobble of milky way,
straying planets,
these poems, people
lost ponies with,
Dragging saddles,
and rocky sure-foot trails
the words like an endless
four dimensional
Game of Go
ants and pebbles
in the thin loam, each rock a word
a creek-washed stone
Granite ingrained
with torment of fire and weight
Crystal and sediment linked hot
all change, in thoughts
as well as things.

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