Forest Fire Haiku by Colin Dardis

Colin Dardis writes from Belfast:
I’m not in New Mexico but I’ve just read Fire Season by Philip Connors and this spoke to me.

early spring, first post –
potential acres drowning
the lookout station

every fire is named –
nothing stays anonymous,
smallest smoke christened

fire paints beneath black –
overhead, open canvas,
smokejumpers attack

yes, it’s true – the fire
is welcomed in certain parts:
life chokes otherwise