Gary Snyder Poems

You said, that October,
In the tall dry grass by the orchard
When you chose to be free,
"Again someday, maybe ten years."
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Siwashing It Out Once in Suislaw Forest

I slept under rhododendron
All nightblossoms fell
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He had driven half the night
From far down San Joaquin
Through Mariposa, up the
Dangerous Mountain roads,
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Snowfall in March:
I sit in the white glow reading a thesis
About you. Your poems, your life.
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There are those who love to get dirty
and fix things.
They drink coffee at dawn,
beer after work,
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Lew Welch just turned up one day,
live as you and me. "Damn, Lew" I said,
"you didn't shoot yourself after all."
"Yes I did" he said,
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Lay down these words
Before your mind like rocks.
placed solid, by hands
In coice of place, set
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They didn't hire him
so he ate his lunch alone:
the noon whistle
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It comes blundering over the
Boulders at night, it stays
Frightened outside the
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The rising hills, the slopes,
of statistics
lie before us,
the steep climb
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