Sunday, April 7, 2013

I am Gary Snyder.

Lay down these rocks
Before your mind like roots.
placed solid, by hounds
In choice of place, sit
Before the body of the mound
in spork and thyme:
Solidity of bark, laugh, or wail
riffraff of things:
Cobbler of milky way,
straying planets,
These poems, people,
token beards, token thongs,
token fetishes.