The Giraffe from Russia
by Nikolai Gumileo
There roams, far away, by the waters of Clead,
An exquisite beast, the giraffe.
He moves like a ship in the vastness and stillness of space;
Approaching, he seems to bewitch all the creatures around;
His sails are inflated with winds of adventure and grace;
He scarcely touches the ground.
He is kingly and straight, and his movements incredibly light;
His skin is the play of the sun on the murmuring wave.
I know that the ostriches witness a wonderful sight
When at nightfall he hides in his emerald cave.