Peacocks

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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.


Peacocks

by Ράσελ Τζον Ντεντ

Translation © R J Dent (2009)


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