The large portrait dominated the first floor
of the Auckland central library for a while.
I would see a middle-aged youthful man
wearing a tweed jacket, tie, warm clothes,
pipe in hand looking at a slight angle.
The man in the painting seemed to survey
what was going on in the quiet collection room.
This man could have been a farmer or a clerk,
I thought, but for the intense gaze of someone
who has read all the books on the shelf.
In fact, he had been a relief worker on Depression roads,
later a lecturer at Auckland University and Elam.
He looked inquiring,and personable to me
and had already written 'To a Friend in the Wilderness'.
He was the country's startling outsider poet, A.R.D.Fairburn,
but one vacant morning his oils likeness was gone.
- 24 October,2018.
The large portrait definitely requires large space and this occupies more place that is why this is dominated the entire first floor. Through work he gets relief from depression and youthful man clothes more. This poem is very informative and brilliantly penned.10
Thanks once again for your perceptive comment about a very fine, but underrated NZ poet. I must call into the library next time I am in Auckland and look at the portrait again, if it is still there.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
An excellent portrayal of Rex Fairburn which provides an insight into his work as well as his personality. Your meticulous observation reminded me of the deductive style of Sherlock Holmes. Great poem. Thanks.
Thanks for your positive, encouraging comment. Last night I read again 'To a Friend in the Wilderness', a very long free verse poem about friendship and adapting to like in NZ in the 1930s to the 1950s. It is a magnificent poem if you ever get time to read it.