ASSAY: A JOURNAL OF NONFICTION STUDIES
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Introduction: Seeing the Forest for the TreesIn the creative nonfiction classroom, when it comes to engaging with “nature” or even “place,” I’ve felt the intergenerational thread connecting my students and me becoming increasingly tenuous. They scroll through their lives on screens, digitizing themselves into incorporeality, and barely give a thought to the trees they walk past everyday on campus, let alone think about investigating thorny environmental and ecological questions of subjectivity, justice, or epistemology. It can feel difficult to get them to connect with concepts that barely register in their consciousness. Recently, my class read excerpts from Richard Nelson’s The Island Within, a collection of essays on Nelson’s experience hunting and fishing on an unnamed island in the Pacific Northwest. The language is luminous and rhapsodic, full of deeply mined insights into his relationship with the natural world. Many of them complained that it plodded along and was irrelevant to them. “I just don’t like nature. I never have.” In another class we read essays by Tim Robinson that meticulously and reverently chart the natural and cultural histories of minute, precise locations in rural western Ireland. Students were bored to tears by such close attention to rock formations, wells, and caves.
Perhaps, though, I was not so different from them once upon a time. As a latchkey child who was babysat by syndicated sitcoms in the afternoon or who stared at the blinking pixels of his Nintendo games, I spent my entire childhood oblivious to the natural world around me. Shooting at ducks in Duck Hunt, I never considered that one weird tree in the background. Wandering through the landscape of Legend of Zelda, I never wondered at the oddity of its grid-like forests. Nevermind the dogwood tree in my childhood home’s postage-stamp front yard or the pine trees that ringed the edge of the beach we used to go to in the summer. But then something happened. I don’t know how or when a switch was flipped but I became curious about the natural world. After a stint as an intern on an organic farm, where workdays were in the fields and days off were spent in the encircling woods, I was suddenly aware of what I would now call the more-than-human world but back then simply called “nature": something beautiful and calming, something large and mysterious, but something very much outside of myself. It took years of further education as a horticulturist to become aware of things like mycorrhizae and coevolution and succession, and along the way transform my sense of “nature” from something (some things) into a gut perception of process and relationship, and even longer to see that that relationship might extend to include myself within its flows, that living might be accomplished all together. Back in the classroom today, I have often wondered, especially in this moment where whatever golden hour we might have had to alter our environmental circumstances seems to be rapidly fading to darkness, how to draw my students through the journey of ecological insight described above so that in their early twenties they might carry forward some sense of the world I am only now finding words for in my forties. In a time when all of us feel the pull into a digital world, how might I guide my students into the woods: to see them perhaps for the first time as a “thing” to marvel at and love, to trace in them the lines of relationship and flow that shift “nature” to “ecology,” and to recognize that the lives they’ve been living all this time have always been lived in/with/through the woods, all together? The following is an exercise I have developed as a potential answer. This is a three-part exercise I have used with students in a variety of contexts, ranging from an environmental literature seminar to an ecopoetics creative writing workshop to a sustainable agriculture class. Sometimes I have run all three rounds of this exercise in one class meeting and at other times I have spaced them out so each round takes up the whole meeting. Each space brings with it slightly different learning objectives and elicits different discussions at each stage of the exercise, but creative writing, literature, and science students have all found it useful.
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Marco Wilkinson is the author of Madder: A Memoir in Weeds (Coffee House Press) and the translator from Spanish of Sergio Blanco's Divine Invention, or the Celebration of Love (Albion Books). His work has appeared in Kenyon Review, DIAGRAM, Seneca Review, Ecotone, Territory, and most recently in the anthologies, Creature Needs: Writers Respond to the Science of Animal Conservation and Solastalgia: An Anthology of Emotion in a Disappearing World. He has received fellowships from the Breadloaf Environmental Writers Conference, Montalvo Arts, the Oak Spring Garden Foundation, Craigardan, and elsewhere. He is an assistant professor in the Literature Department at University of California San Diego.
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