The Portrait.
M Michael Walker
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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.
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