chapter  20
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Mourning crows: grief and extinction in a shared world

ByThom van Dooren

I remember most of all the Ho’okena bird, how after it lost its mate it cried out for weeks [. . .] a terribly high-pitched sound, like an inconsolable moaning. [. . .] The Ho’okena bird is so obviously looking for company, but there is none to be found – nowhere.