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charles schneider Regular user 103 Posts |
The following is, I think, a wonderful and sweetly sardonic little poem which I found amongst my papers, just tonight. It is by Dale Nichols, best known as an American regional painter in the 1930's - , and in his later years, an eccentric, brilliant expatriot in Guatemala.
I read the poem aloud, slowly and dramatically, whilst passing coins from hand to hand and discovered that it immediately lent itself to a quick, enchanted routine. I leave the devising up to you. A good little odd segue. Use any props you wish. Gemstones, holographic disks, weird, colored coins, balls, etc. The title of the poem is "Magic" and the original page includes a lovely drawing of a sorcerer's disk-holding hand and weird demon. The poem is also so rare and impossibly obscure that I had to share it with all here. Otherwise it would certainly have faded into oblivion. ****************************************** MAGIC Once I saw a learned man take disks of red And blue and yellow, And placing them together said: "Against the Light, They all turn white." The saintly fellow. Then I watched him take a can Of pigment red And blue and yellow, And mixing them together said: "Observe the knack Which turns them black." The devilish fellow! |
tuffnavyrn Inner circle San Diego, CA 1238 Posts |
Sounds like a nice piece to recite while performing color changing poker chips.
Brian-
"That smart thing that somebody else said". |
calexa Inner circle Germany 1635 Posts |
Yes, I think I will try this next time I perform this trick....
Magixx
Optimists have more fun.....
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