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See, they return; ah, see the tentative
Movements, and the slow feet,
The trouble in the pace and the uncertain
Wavering!
See, they return, one, and by one,
With fear, as half‐awakened;
As if the snow should hesitate
And murmur in the wind,
   and half turn back;
These were the “Wing'd‐with‐Awe,”
   inviolable.
Gods of the winged shoe!
With them the silver hounds,
   sniffing the trace of air!
Haie! Haie!
 These were the swift to harry;
These the keen‐scented;
These were the souls of blood.
Slow on the leash,
   pallid the leash‐men!
Ezra Pound, The Return

ARRIVAL OF THE BIRDS, Evgeny Genchev

UNA MATTINA, Evgeny Genchev

NUVOLE BIANCHE, Evgeny Genchev