The last two mornings I heard a loon's call just after dawn, then this morning walking the dogs along the river, Carole & I saw a pair of loons -- a nesting pair we think -- on the river right across from our house. When the male noticed us he took of toward the south, soon to be followed by the female; they made a broad turn over the highway bridge and headed back north toward the outflow pond from the dam, where they are probably nesting. I'd heard the call in previous years but never seen one here in South Colton, let alone a pair. Loons are an indicator species -- they don't do well in polluted water -- so seeing them makes me happy for our local space. It means the world hasn't ended yet.

Author: jd

Joseph Duemer is Professor of Literature Emeritus at Clarkson University in northern New York state. His most recent book of poems is Magical Thinking from Ohio State University Press. Since the mid-1990s he has spent a good deal of time in Vietnam, mostly Hanoi. He lives with his wife Carole & five terriers (four Jack Russells & one Patterdale) on the stony bank of the Raquette River in South Colton.

1 thought on “Loons!”

  1. Ah, loons. I have not heard them here in the Finger Lakes . . . . but I’ve been watching the return of ospreys and eagles (yes in the plural) at my mother’s house in Florida on Tampa Bay–I never saw them there as a kid (growing up in that same house) but now they’ve come back for several years now . . . of course all that may/will change with the spread of oil and contaiminants from BP.

    Last night, however, I dreamt of watching a great gray owl fly through the local woods . . . watched it with my daughter . . . the dream just came back to me as I read your entry on loons and reflected about it . . . thanks!!!

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