his literary achievement. But all of that sounds terribly stuffy, and Gary Snyder is anything but stuffy. Writing for him is closer to the gardening, home repairs, and firebreaks he works on constantly, even as he nears eighty.
His has been an active life and intelligence, moving through serious study of Asian languages and religions (including a ten-year stint in a Zen monastery) while traveling widely in pursuit of the questions, essentially moral and ethical, that have driven him. Through most of this he has worked to stay grounded in one particular landscape. Born in the Pacific Northwest, he has lived almost forty years now in the high Sierras of northern California, and much of his best work has been an exploration of that place and of how he can live there without damaging it.
And he has made mistakes. The central fact and metaphor of his most recent collection of essays, Back on the Fire, is about the necessity of fire in maintaining a healthy forest. As a young man Snyder worked rather famously as a fire lookout in the Cascades, trying to suppress forest fires before they had a chance to start. But as the foresters have learned and as Snyder, still constantly studying these things, has learned from them regular low-level fires are necessary to clear the understory of many of our western forests. It's yet another lesson we are just now learning from the original inhabitants of the continent.