Early My, after cold rain the sun baffling cold wind.
Irish setter pup finds a corner near the cellar door,
                         all sun and no wind,
Cuddling there he crosses forepaws and lays his skull
Sideways on this pillow, dozing in a half-sleep,
Browns of hazel nut, mahogany, rosewood, played off
                         against each other on his paws
                         and head.