Single-legged birdhouse, a quiet contemplation in still waters,
Hidden by bull rush grasses, visible only to the enquiring pedestrian;
Single-legged birdhouse providing refuge to the riroriro;
Who swoops in from the left, and ascends up high,
Above igneous rocks that yield to carpets of wild Yarrows.
With strings of high-pitched mating calls, announcing her arrival,
Riroriro flirts spontaneously with the tuis and korimakos;
Wings flap furiously, blurred comingling of grey, yellow, and black feathers,
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