Richard Wilbur passed away on Saturday, October 14th, 2017. Poet, Author, Translator, and winner of numerous awards, Wilbur is considered by many to be one of the greatest poets of the 20th century.
Those of you who have been with me for a while know I am not a huge fan of poetry, but I do read some. The poetry of Richard Wilbur has always been something I have been drawn to. Below is one of his poems, in honor of the Autumn season.
The Beautiful Changes – Richard Wilbur
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 deeper 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 things’ selves for a second finding, to lose