EARTH HOUSEHOLD
A new book: EARTH HOUSE HOLD, by Gary Snyder, New Directions, 143 pp. $1.95 paper. Gary Snyder’s first volume of mostly prose arrives at a good time. We have been bombarded this spring with varieties of information indicating we’ve so damaged the planetary ecosystem that quite possibly we’ve extincted ourselves.
EARTH HOUSE HOLD
A new book: EARTH HOUSE HOLD, by Gary Snyder, New Directions, 143 pp. $1.95 paper.
Gary Snyder’s first volume of mostly prose arrives at a good time.
We have been bombarded this spring with varieties of information indicating we’ve so damaged the planetary ecosystem that quite possibly we’ve extincted ourselves.
Gary.’s book reminds us that for at least seventeen: years he’s been urging onto us— again and again— the kind of ecological consciousness/conscience that vastly increases chances of future fiourishings.
Way back in June of ’52 Gary wrote a journal-poem which begins:
Blackie Burns:
“28 years ago you could find a good place to fish. GREEDY & SELFISH
NO RESPECT FOR THE LAND
tin cans, beer bottles, dirty dishes a shit within a foot of the bed one sunuvabitch out of fifty fishguts in the creek the door left open for the bear.
Multiply a-shit-within-a-foot-of-the-bed by fifty Rockefellers plus fifty industrially-revolting capitalist/communist national regimes to the fiftieth power and you’ve maybe got the size of the thing facing us.