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“Crane Migration, Platte River” by Marjorie Saiser read by Sher Schwartz


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7 responses to ““Crane Migration, Platte River” by Marjorie Saiser read by Sher Schwartz”

  1. Sweet ephemeral memories. Transitory like the migrating cranes.

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    1. Yes, and thanks so much for listening and commenting.

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  2. A listener from Virginia:
    That would be something to see. We have river cranes here on the farm at the river and I always stop to watch them as they lift off and soar in the air. I believe it is our duty to take it in; one day, we will not have that opportunity. Nature will change and the beauty will be in the recesses of our eyes’ memory. Just like the whipporwills.

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  3. Thanks for listening and commenting — this is another view as far as realizing the passing of so much nature and the importance in paying tribute now for its sake but also because it likely won’t be with us in the future.

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  4. Listening to this beautiful work, I really felt like I was there at the side of the road with her. Your questions made me think of a lighthouse we visited in north Florida not too long ago. We went down a long, long road and when we got to the lighthouse area, we could hear nothing but the wondrous riot of birds that were there. Oh, I wanted to stay there all day and drink it in. And it did feel very holy, as if you would want to kneel in gratitude and wonder.

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  5. A listener from Oregon: Yes! Twice we visited the Platte River, I remember cranes, unaware of their migration, aware of their solitary presence in Nebraska, never in Oregon.
    Religion ruined kneeling for me. I have stood (kneeling) in awe of nature often 🎶

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    1. Thank you for listening and posting your memories. We also had chances to see them fly overhead in Southeast Alaska where I lived for 16 years, but never in such numbers. I remember their harsh cries and how special it felt to see them wandering in the muskegs.

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