The Beautiful Changes One wading a Fall meadow finds on all sidesThe Queen Anne’s Lace lying like liliesOn water; it glidesSo from the walker, it turnsDry grass to a lake, as the slightest shade of youValleys my mind in fabulous blue Lucernes. The beautiful changes as a forest is changedBy a chameleon’s tuning his skin …

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Recalling War Entrance and exit wounds are silvered clean,The track aches only when the rain reminds.The one-legged man forgets his leg of wood,The one-armed man his jointed wooden arm.The blinded man sees with his ears and handsAs much or more than once with both his eyes.Their war was fought these twenty years agoAnd now assumes …

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