Chameleons are fine
But rainbows are much better:
Full of color without end
And sound without beginning.
The hunter and the pheasant
Are at one before our eyes.
Synopticize for me
My fine chameleon.
What a nice restaurant:
Mimic all the plats du jour
And in a trice return once more
To your default color.
Carmine, Carmen, Come on …
Keep the idol waiting—
Give other names a chance
To get on the menu.
Translated by Robert Reid