"It's moontime. . . . Listen, the night songs begin". As the moon rises, so do the voices of the night: the scratchy meadow melody of crickets, the wind's treetop serenade, the restless tune of city streets. Lyrical verse describes how the night sounds in the desert and mountains, at the shore and in the fields, while vibrant color collage art depict all the different place where night songs are sung. Full color.