Eavesdrop
Feb 21 2022
They study birdsong.
Because bird brains
are more clever than we thought.
Are there actual words
or merely calls?
Is it language, or art,
inborn or acquired?
If only we could eavesdrop
on the secret lives of birds.
Seduction
aggression
territorial dispossession.
A call to arms,
raising the alarm
when predators threaten.
And parroting sounds
just for the fun of it.
Mostly, though, it's love songs,
demonstrating fitness
and warning off rivals.
Like rock stars, and lead guitarists
who always get the girl,
while leaving guys like me
who can't keep time or hold a tune
singing to ourselves.
But learning?
Actual words
the art of conversation?
Not rocket science
just simple gossip.
The usual cattiness,
dishing
about who's sleeping with whom
who will get promoted
why we all dislike her.
And then I imagine
empty skies, and a soundless world.
A sterile place,
where human voices
are all there is to hear,
trying to out-shout each other
listening to ourselves.
The recent Atlantic had a piece on the complexity of bird communication, the question of what constitutes language and what is better charactized as vocalization. While reading, I recalled how the disparaging expression “bird brain” was a misnomer, arising from presumptions based on anatomy. But now we know that while they may lack a cortex, their tegmentum (we have one as well) does the same thing. This is a good example of how, in our stubborn anthropocentrism, we repeatedly underestimate animal intelligence.
Anyway, I jotted down what became my opening line just to see if it might lead somewhere, and this is the result: a fun little riff, which at least is an easier read than the article! (Yes, a “fun little riff”, but admittedly, it does get rather dark at the end.)
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