Want to see a magic trick?
Watch me disappear
How’d she do that?
Here’s the secret:
All it takes are dark glasses
All it takes is an illness
All it takes is a white cane
To erase five years of experience
To strip you of a master’s degree
To make people avert their eyes
Want to see another magic trick?
Watch me reappear
I thought I was a woman
But when I hide behind this slender cane
No one can see me
And I thought I was the one who couldn’t see.
You didn’t know I was magic.
Rebecca is a visually impaired writer and disability awareness advocate from Pennsylvania. Her chapbook, Through My Good Eye: A Memoir in Verse, was published in 2018. She is a staff writer for CAPTIVATING!
8 thoughts on “My White Cane Is a Magic Wand”
Love this! It is so true, most people turn a blind eye toward anything they aren’t comfortable with, aging and disability usually top the list.
I have a similar experience in my wheelchair. Thanks for putting into such beautiful words.
wow, amazing! many people feel this as well, the old, infirm, immigrants….very powerful poem.
That is beautifully put, and thought provoking. Thank you.
Words well said. Anand Bose from Kerala