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August 14, 2022
Climate change (based on: 'We are waiting for rain, for winter, for God' - Fighting a megafire in France by Joel Gunte)
By Gary Lindorff
We may seem like tough guys but we are sensitive./ We have a passion for the forest, for nature. / It is painful to watch
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Dubois worked lighting counter-fires
along a highway until 4am.
Their hours were dictated
by the whims of the fire, he said.
"If you don't have a passion for this work you cannot do it."
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We may seem like tough guys but we are sensitive.
We have a passion for the forest, for nature.
It is painful to watch
"I have been a firefighter for 40 years
and I had never seen such a fire . . "
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"We are waiting for rain, for snow,
for winter, for God," he said.
There was no disagreement that the climate was changing for the worse.
"We see it, we feel it."
In the mountains there is no glacier any more,
everything is dry,
the herds have nothing to eat.
Firefighters had already told Claudie Decourneau to leave home
when the July fire brought towering flames near her fence.
"I don't want to leave my animals . . ."
She wept as she watched
When the burning part was over,
and the air full of smoke,
the firefighters pulled back to their trucks,
and talk turned to the coming night.
Dubois worked lighting counter-fires
along a highway until 4am.
Their hours were dictated
by the whims of the fire, he said.
"If you don't have a passion for this work you cannot do it.
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We may seem like tough guys but we are sensitive.
We have a passion for the forest, for nature.
It is painful to watch
"I have been a firefighter for 40 years
and I had never seen such a fire . . "
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"We are waiting for rain, for snow,
for winter, for God," he said.
"I don't want to leave my animals . . ."
She wept as she watched
When the burning part was over,
and the air full of smoke,
the firefighters pulled back to their trucks,
and talk turned to the coming night.
Dubois worked lighting counter-fires
along a highway until 4am.
Their hours were dictated
by the whims of the fire, he said.
"If you don't have a passion for this work you cannot do it.
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"I have been a firefighter for 40 years
and I had never seen such a fire . . "
"We are waiting for rain, for snow,
for winter, for God," he said.
"I don't want to leave my animals . . ."
She wept as she watched
When the burning part was over,
and the air full of smoke,
the firefighters pulled back to their trucks,
and talk turned to the coming night.
Dubois worked lighting counter-fires
along a highway until 4am.
Advertisement: forever spin Made in Canada
"I have been a firefighter for 40 years
and I had never seen such a fire . . "
"We are waiting for rain, for snow,
for winter, for God," he said.
"In the mountains there is no glacier any more,
everything is dry,
the herds have nothing to eat."
"I don't want to leave my animals . . ."
When the burning part was over,
and the air full of smoke,
the firefighters pulled back to their trucks,
and talk turned to the coming night.
Dubois worked lighting counter-fires
along a highway until 4am.
Advertisement: forever spin Made in Canada
Dubois worked lighting counter-fires
along a highway until 4am.
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Dubois worked lighting counter-fires
along a highway until 4am.
Advertisement: forever spin Made in Canada
Dubois worked lighting counter-fires
along a highway until 4am.
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Dubois worked lighting counter-fires
along a highway until 4am.
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(Article changed on Aug 16, 2022 at 11:33 AM EDT)
Gary Lindorff is a poet, writer, blogger and author of five nonfiction books, three collections of poetry, "Children to the Mountain", "The Last recurrent Dream" (Two Plum Press), "Conversations with Poetry (coauthored with Tom Cowan), and a memoir, "Finding Myself in Time: Facing the Music". Lindorff calls himself an activist poet, channeling his activism through poetic voice. He also writes with other voices in other poetic styles: ecstatic, experimental and performance and a new genre, sand-blasted poems where he randomly picks sentence fragments from books drawn from his library, lists them, divides them into stanzas and looks for patterns. Sand-blasted poems are meant to be performed aloud with musical accompaniment.
He is a practicing dream worker(with a strong, Jungian background) and a shamanic practitioner. His shamanic work is continually deepening his partnership with the land. This work can assume many forms, solo and communal, among them: prayer, vision questing, ritual sweating, and sharing stories by the fire. He is a born-pacifist and attempts to walk the path of non-violence believing that no war is necessary or inevitable.