In addition to working as a professional magician for the past thirty-five years, Spencer Farmans is also a teacher of literature and a published poet. He has published two books of poetry, and in 2006 he published a poem entitled "The Magician," which appears in that last book ("Statues and Trees;" Booksurge Publishing, 2006). In that poem, Spencer Farmans included each of his more famous feasts of magic that he performs regularly in his magic show. Here, in its entirety, is "The Magician."

The Magician

He appears at once within the hall,
and does not speak a word;
into the air he flings a ball
that snaps into a bird.

The face is sculptured in a sneer
which never seems to leave;
he makes a birdcage disappear
to a place beyond his sleeve.

Benumbed I watch as flowered silks
come pouring from his hands;
as my eyes begin to wilt
some water turns to sand.

A notion here, a gesture there,
some movement of the head . . . .
Red garland shoots into the air
without a sentence said.

Now suddenly I seem to know
as rings begin to melt
that all outside this magic show
is magic not quite felt.

I watch the children's faces,
robust with ecstasy,
dissolving all the traces
of life's complexities.

He bows before the loud acclaim,
to clapping and to cheers,
and like his birdcage, as he came,
he, too, must disappear.

-Spencer Farmans
(from "Statues and Trees"
courtesy of Booksurge)