Эдит Луиза Ситуэлл (Edith Louisa Sitwell)

Noah

Noah, through green waters slipping sliding like a long sleek eel,
Slithered up Mount Ararat and climbed into the Ark,--
Slipping with his long dank hair; and sliding slyly in his barque,
Pushed it slowly in a wholly glassy creek until we feel
Pink crags tremble under us and wondrous clear waters run
Over Shem and Ham and Japhet, moving with their long sleek daughters,
Swift as fishes rainbow-coloured darting under morning waters....
Burning seraph beasts sing clearly to the young flamingo Sun.