The radical otherness of birds: Jonathan Franzen on why they matter

Birds are not just diverse, vivid and extraordinary. They can also save our souls - let's protect them

For most of my life, I didn't pay attention to birds. Only in my 40s did I become a person whose heart lifts whenever he hears a grosbeak singing or a towhee calling, and who hurries out to see a golden plover that's been reported in the neighbourhood, just because it's a beautiful bird, with truly golden plumage, and has flown all the way from Alaska. When someone asks me why birds are so important to me, all I can do is sigh and shake my head, as if I've been asked to explain why I love my brothers. And yet the question is a fair one: why do birds matter?

My answer might begin with the vast scale of the avian domain. If you could see every bird in the world, you'd see the whole world. Things with feathers can be found in every corner of every ocean and in land habitats so bleak that they're habitats for nothing else. Grey gulls raise their chicks in Chile's Atacama desert, one of the driest places on Earth.