something about the trees: a pantoum

Check out this Linda Pastan poem:

"I remember what my father told me:
There is an age when you are most yourself.
He was just past fifty then,
Was it something about the trees that make him speak?

There is an age when you are most yourself.
I know more than I did once.
Was it something about the trees that make him speak?
Only a single leaf had turned so far.

I know more than I did once.
I used to think he'd always be the surgeon.
Only a single leaf had turned so far,
Even his body kept its secrets.

I used to think he'd always be the surgeon,
My mother was the perfect surgeon's wife.
Even his body kept its secrets.
I thought they both would live forever.

My mother was the perfect surgeon's wife,
I can still see her face at thirty.
I thought they both would live forever.
I thought I'd always be their child.

I can still see her face at thirty.
When will I be most myself?
I thought I'd always be their child.
In my sleep it's never winter.

When will I be most myself?
I remember what my father told me.
In my sleep it's never winter.
He was just past fifty then."

I found it in a book of interviews with (my favorite living poet)
Richard Wilbur. Apparently the form is called a Pantoum (wiki).

That is so amazing. It's fun to read over and over. I wonder if that
 form could be used in say, comics, or film or music?

Each line means something slightly different in it's second context,
and as with rhyming, but to a greater degree, you know what is
coming next.