As I've been reading the many articles and chapters for my grad project, I've come across the name Gary Snyder a couple times. He is a well-known poet.
I get excited about this, because I met him.
Wow, that was a long time ago. Over ten years.
He had, or maybe he was staying at, a little Buddhist temple way up in the mountains near Nevada City. I was up in the area, for a summer camp. And one day, we walked down to the temple and asked him if we could walk around.
After I got home, I looked up one of his books, to learn more about him.
Now I've got to go see if I can find that book...
Curses. I don't know where it is. Hopefully it'll turn up, because I wanted to read one of the poems. I haven't looked at them in ages.
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