Part of a poem that was shared in the article:
"The owl doesn't make a sound.... She is still.
She watches us. What is the consciousness of a
spotted owl? There she perches perceiving us, and
here we sit perceiving her. We exchange the long,
slow, interspecies stare - no fear, no threat, only
the confusing mystery of the other. Perhaps she
thinks we are owls. We do not look like owls. But we
do, briefly, behave like owls, catching and offering
prey, being still, and turning our eyes to the forest"
She watches us. What is the consciousness of a
spotted owl? There she perches perceiving us, and
here we sit perceiving her. We exchange the long,
slow, interspecies stare - no fear, no threat, only
the confusing mystery of the other. Perhaps she
thinks we are owls. We do not look like owls. But we
do, briefly, behave like owls, catching and offering
prey, being still, and turning our eyes to the forest"
From: The Owl, Spotted (2006, On Earth) A. Deming
2 comments:
I'm glad that you pointed out this article. It shows a new side of this research forest. Though I was disappointed when I viewed their website that I could not find more info. Do you know of where I can find a list of the artists in residence in order to gather lesson materials?
The poetry is posted on the reflections webpage: http://www.fsl.orst.edu/lter/research/related/writers/template.cfm?next=wir&topnav=169
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