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Practically speaking, a life that is vowed to simplicity, appropriate boldness, good humor, gratitude, unstinting work or play, and lots of walking bring us close to the actual existing world and its wholeness.
Gary Snyder
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Allen Ginsberg and Gary Snyder at the Human Be-In, Golden Gate Park, San Francisco, January 14, 1967.
He’s out stuck in a bird’s craw
last night
Wildcat vomited his pattern on the snow.
Who refused to learn to dance, refused
To kiss you long ago. You fed him berries
But fled, the red stain on his teeth;
And when he cried, finding the world a Wheel—
you only stole his rice,
Being so small and gray. He will not go,
But wait through fish scale, shale dust, bone
of hawk and marmot,
caught leaves in ice,
Til flung on a new net of atoms;
Snagged in flight
Leave you hang and quiver like a gong
Your empty happy body
Swarming in the light
Gary Snyder — “Maitreya the future Buddha” (from his collection Myths & Texts)
