The Art of Disappearing

The art of disappearing
It is an art, we’re told
an ever more escaping grasp of things:
Something is always about to happen.
So hold tight
You may be safe, your grip secure
on life, on riches, even more.

The art of disappearing,
Is a most capricious art
Is it escape or hiding?
For something is always about to happen,
To lift the mask,
And show the face, reveal the shining earring.

The art of disappearing,
Is an act that’s sometimes painful
Rilke, the Deutsch romantic
Knew this in childhood well
His verses tell the tale
Listen, hark! they cast a spell.

The art of disappearing,
may be no art at all,
Remember disappearing
when you were not so tall?
Thank goodness such a disappearance
Was not followed by a fall,
For you escaped from the table’s dark
to the sunlight in the hall.

The Art of Disappearing

Basil

Box Hill North, Australia

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Artist's Description

This poem is based on two lines from the poem of the same name by Sarah Holland-Batt reproduced in the Melbourne Age newspaper. They, in turn, were written after a line in Rainer Maria Rilke’s poem Childhood.

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  • Angela Zito
  • Nora Fraser
  • Denis  Sullivan
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