Why I Take Good Care of My Macintosh, by poet Gary Snyder

Snip from a piece by John Markoff in the New York Times about a 79-year-old Beat Poet’s ruminations on Apple. Technology journalists and Mac fanpersons breathlessly await whatever-it-is-they’re-gonna-unveil next Wednesday. Gary Snyder does not, but he wrote this beautiful poem about Macs anyway:

Why I Take Good Care of My Macintosh
By Gary Snyder

Because it broods under its hood like a perched falcon,

Because it jumps like a skittish horse and sometimes throws me,

Because it is poky when cold,

Because plastic is a sad, strong material that is charming to rodents (…)

Read the entire work here.

Gary Snyder lives in California’s Sierra Nevada foothills, without electricity, cellphones, or Twitter. More about him here.

(Image: “a window to nature,” a CC-licensed photograph by Flickr user jimmyroq)