Gary Snyder (born May 8, 1930) is an American poet (often associated with the Beat Generation and the San Francisco Renaissance), as well as an essayist, lecturer, and environmental activist (frequently described as the "poet laureate of Deep Ecology"). Snyder is a winner of a Pulitzer Prize for Poetry. His work, in his various roles, reflects an immersion in both Buddhist spirituality and nature. Snyder has translated literature into English from ancient Chinese and modern Japanese. For many years, Snyder served as a faculty member at the University of California, Davis, and he also served for a time on the California Arts Council.
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“They came to camp. On their
Own trails I followed my own
Trail here. Picked up the cold-drill,
Pick, singlejack, and sack
Of dynamite
Ten thousand years.”
—Gary Snyder (b. 1930)
“No paradise, no fall,
Only the weathering land
The wheeling sky,
Man, with is Satan
Scouring the chaos of the mind.
Oh Hell!”
—Gary Snyder (b. 1930)
“I came back to myself,
To the real work, to
‘What is to be done.’”
—Gary Snyder (b. 1930)
“I cannot remember things I once read
A few friends, but they are in cities.
Drinking cold snow-water from a tin cup
Looking down for miles
Through high still air.”
—Gary Snyder (b. 1930)
“Only in dream, like this dawn,
Does the grave, awed intensity
Of our young love
Return to my mind, to my flesh.”
—Gary Snyder (b. 1930)