The Beautiful Changes Poem by Richard Wilbur

The Beautiful Changes

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One wading a Fall meadow finds on all sides
The Queen Anne's Lace lying like lilies
On water; it glides
So from the walker, it turns
Dry grass to a lake, as the slightest shade of you
Valleys my mind in fabulous blue Lucernes.

The beautiful changes as a forest is changed
By a chameleon's tuning his skin to it;
As a mantis, arranged
On a green leaf, grows
Into it, makes the leaf leafier, and proves
Any greenness is greener than anyone knows.

Your hands hold roses always in a way that says
They are not only yours; the beautiful changes
In such kind ways,
Wishing ever to sunder
Things and Thing's selves for a second finding, to lose
For a moment all that it touches back to wonder.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Hakeem Rahim 12 November 2007

This poem changed the course of my life. For that I must thank a very special AP Lit teacher...thank you

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Robert Howard 24 December 2006

Ultimate grace and flowing word music.

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