the owl watches the movements
of the cold season.
He adapts naturally to wathever
attentive to the sound of leaves,
to the signals of every small life.
He's fulfilled in his patient task.
Form, fate an name
wich will be rewarded.
Giampiero Neri in Italian Poetry: 1950 to 1990, Ridinger and Renello (eds.), Dante University Press, 1996.