Letters To The President

Dear Mr. President: There is no bomb in Gilead. The Red Chinese are not Red Indians. You could have saved the Sioux. Please stop them building roads In the North Cascades. There were great white birds In the tops of the banyan trees Calling across the town When I was in Saigon. Gary Snyder Dear Mr. President, Love & Poetry Win - forever: War is always A great big lose. l am a poet & A lover & a winner - How about you?