from Wiktionary, Creative Commons Attribution/Share-Alike License
- n. An owl of the genus Ninox inhabiting New Zealand and Australia.
from the GNU version of the Collaborative International Dictionary of English
- n. The Australian crested goatsucker (Ægotheles Novæ-Hollandiæ). Also applied to other allied birds, as Podargus Cuveiri.
from The Century Dictionary and Cyclopedia
- n. In Tasmania, a kind of goatsucker, Podargus cuvieri.
- n. In New Zealand, a kind of owl, Sceloglaux noræ-zelandiæ.
Sorry, no etymologies found.
One night we saw a morepork, which is a type of owl that got its name from its habit of continually calling for additional pigflesh.
When the large and splendidly-built city of Dunedin, Otago, was a barren bush, haunted only by the "morepork" and the apteryx, Russell was humming with vitality, her harbour busy with fleets of ships, principally whalers, who found it the most convenient calling-place in the southern temperate zone.
The silence of night was only interrupted by the cries of the "morepork" in the minor key, like the mournful cuckoos of Europe.
She took the morepork to the vet, who took care of it for a few days and then released it back into the wild, so the story had a happy ending.
One of my friends, who lives up on a hill surrounded by bush, went out to get her newspaper one morning and found it, as usual, lying rolled up on the path up to the house, and next to it was a stunned morepork.
I don't think he was aiming for the morepork, though.
The silence of night was only interrupted by the cries of the “morepork” in the minor key, like the mournful cuckoos of Europe.
There are many words found only in New Zealand English ( 'marae', 'morepork'), while other words ( 'mainland', 'mufti') have acquired individual meanings here which are either additional to or substitutions for those used in general English.
And then simultaneously arose all the choral songs of the wilderness, -- creatures whose voices are heard at night, -- the loud whir of the locusts, the musical boom of the bullfrog, the cuckoo note of the morepork, and, mournful amidst all those merrier sounds, the hoot of the owl, through the wizard she-oaks and the pale green of the gum-trees.
Hell, at night you may have heard a morepork call or even a Kiwi!