Lay down these words
Before your mind like rocks.
pppppppp placed solid, by hands
In choice of place, set
Before the body of the mind
pppppppp in space and time:
Solidity of bark, leaf, or wall
pppppppp riprap of things:
Cobble of milky way,
pppppppp straying planets,
These poems, people,
pppppppp lost ponies with
pppppppp and rocky sure-foot trails.
The worlds like an endless
Game of Go.
pppppppp ants and pebbles
In the thin loam, each rock a word
pppppppp a creek-washed stone
pppppppp with torment of fire and weight
Crystal and sediment linked hot
pppppppp all change, in thoughts,
As well as things.
From THE GARY SNYDER READER (Counterpoint, 1999)