Research, Poetry, and Discovering the Lore in Spark
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The Cedar Fire outside my house (Photo credit: kpbs) |
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Remains of a house in Rancho Cuyamaca State park |
The research allowed me to infuse the book with authentic language from firefighters like Matt Ryan, and Torii Cooper, Park Ranger/Photographer with the National Park Service. Provide authentic animal encounters guided by renowned researchers like Roland Smith, and current, historical and cultural significance of fire by working with Frank Lake, Tribal Liaison and ecologist for the US Forest Service. Their voices and experiences come alive as characters, settings, and messages of hope and understanding. In the author’s note in the book, I have extensive information and credits to all of those people and organizations who helped in the creation of the book, and I am forever grateful to them. They are the voices of the “lore” in the story.
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The Hollows is unrecognizable—
life
interrupted.
Skeletons of cars,
a basketball hoop
with a melted backboard,
cracked plant pots,
bent street lights,
barbecue grills torn apart,
a hollowed trampoline,
and everywhere houses should be,
nothing
but ashes
and silence.
But there are also images of hope and healing. Firefighters rescuing animals, notes left on door frames, and windows of houses they saved, and couldn’t save.
Sorry for tracking dirt on the
upstairs carpet needed to close
windows to keep fire out!
RHHotshots
Through research with ecologists and indigenous tribal liaisons, I also found so many startling and amazing facts about wildfires, their importance to the regions, historically and culturally, and how important it is that we learn the greater “lore” of wildfire. This created an abundance of inspirations. I wrote so many poems that never made it into the book in their first-draft form. Here’s an example, a poem, “Alive,” that eventually exists as just a few lines in the book, but is taken directly from a process used by first rangers.
Alive
It’s alive! I shout!
Uncle Charlie looks back,
lowers his glasses,
reaches into a pouch
pulls out a wiry flag
and places it at the base
of the living tree.
Good, he says. That’s excellent.
holding it up to the light
This tree needed
the fire to germinate.
The other kids
come to see
the living tree.
He looks toward the sun,
points a finger at the sky
and back to the forest floor.
Most teachers teach
with as many words as possible.
but Uncle Charlie is a great camp counselor
He wants us to figure things
out for ourselves.
Jonas, he says,
lift up that pinecone.
He lifts it up from the sooty ground
Now shake it
When he does,
flittery seeds
on tiny wings
fall out from
between the cracks.
These are serotinous cones
they need the fire to be free.
All of us stare
at the pinecone
while seeds
fall into the ashes.
Finally, when Finn and Rabbit discover something incredible and mysterious in the forest, their hope of preserving that last remnant of the living forest, Forest Heart. is sparked even as developers have other ideas. This is when they decide to use their love and experience with trail cameras to become unlikely activists.
Links for Trail Camera Channels:
Swan Valley Connections: https://www.youtube.com/@SwanValleyConnectionsCondon
The very famous Pennsylvania Trail Camera
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JyrbqiCokdw
I’ll conclude with this. Research and poetry are perfect companions. Poetry is often the exploration of a single thought, idea or image. Something moved us or affected us so much, that there are no “normal” words that can express the transcendent nature of it. In writing Spark, I knew I couldn't capture the wide range and depth of living with wildfires, but in verse, there are portraits, moments, voices, relationships, healing, and, dear reader, hope, that we can all share together. Here’s one last poem from Spark.
Hope
Hope is the simplest thing—
a warm bed to sleep in,
a loving voice,
saying goodnight.
Hope is sunlight
through the morning window.
Hope is omelets
and French toast for breakfast.
Hope is pine cone scales
opening wide,
the seeds flying off
into the wind.
Hope is oak saplings
coming to life
somewhere out there
in the ashy earth.
Hope is walking
in the forest with Rabbit
imagining any second
we will discover
something new.
Hope is believing
that the ones you love
love you back,
even when you can’t see them.
Hope is having
enough faith
for someone else,
even when you might
not have enough on your own.
Spark is out July 15th. You can preorder signed editions from here.