Ruru
written by: Susan Glamuzina
as the crescent moon rises
traffic hushes
lights dim
eye lids close
but not all
eyes wide
for the feathered hooter
who sits in the garden corner tree
that provides day shade
but at night it’s all his
and his morepork song
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