Turquoise and emerald-eyed they
toe their way daintily into the dawn
to throstle and quark keeningly
to a new-minted world.
And they do this
even as the first tendrils of morning mist
encircle, envelope, enshroud, transforming
everything into indistinct shapes in the grey.
by Ράσελ Τζον Ντεντ
Translation © R J Dent (2009)