Linda Hogan, one of our most respected Native writers and Writer in Residence for The Chickasaw Nation, captures the wonder of sandhill cranes in this fine poem. "As far as you can see / the ancient story made new."
The Sandhills
The Platte River Valley of central Nebraska is a stopover for more than a half million sandhill cranes as they make their way north from Texas, Oklahoma or Mexico. Each gray bird, with its distinctive red forehead, will stay for several weeks before resuming its long migration to nesting areas in the Arctic.
Sandhill cranes' nesting dance is an example for us all:
"Mated pairs of cranes... engage in unison calling, which is a complex and extended series of coordinated calls. While calling, cranes stand in an upright posture, usually with their heads thrown back and beaks skyward during the display. In Sandhill Cranes the female initiates the display and utters two, higher-pitched calls for each male call. While calling, the female raises her beak about 45 degrees above the horizontal while the male raises his bill to a vertical position. All cranes engage in dancing, which includes various behaviors such as bowing, jumping, running, stick or grass tossing, as well as wing flapping. Though it is commonly associated with courtship, dancing can occur at any age and season. Dancing is generally believed to be a normal part of motor development for cranes and thwarts aggression, relieves tension, and strengthens the pair bond."
(International Crane Foundation)