Leon, the introductory paragraphs to this piece are very powerful. Some of the writing is to lyrical that I wondered at first if it was a poem or prose. (Of course, the formatting makes it look like a poem, so that threw me off a bit.)
This is a good line:
The wind had an intervocalic ebb and flow, never sleeping only hesitating, like an invisible ocean splashing, sometimes pounding in the tree tops.
I also loved these lines:
...narrow streams of sunlight flared between the cypress and pine, skipping like fiery stones, through the mash of the back water swamp along the Lumber River, as it had from the beginning. The dim light of the afternoon powdered those who worked among the tall trees gathering sticks and placing them within a wide circle of rocks.
I'm not sure what kind of help you're looking for, but the imagery in description the place is wonderful!
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