Remembering Gary Snyder

foto©robculllen01102010.

Remembering Gary Snyder

I came in early

from working

on a day

I’d long planned

to cut back

over grown shrubs

in the garden.

But then the rains came

a grey mist at first

blowing steadily

from the west ridge

over the lee

of the Oak wood

I sat in the kitchen

The back door

had been open

most of the day

I watched rain falling

and recalled

for some reason

the first time

I’d read through

Regarding Wave.

Gusting winds

of a summer gale

blowing in off

the Irish Sea

swept through

the Birch

at the top of the garden.

Littering the soil

with its leaves

I live in a small house

in bad weather

the place 

takes on the feel

of a small ship

buffeted by high seas

swept by Westerlies.

©robculllen18032021

fotofoto©fionaculllen01102010.

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