The Circus is one of my society poems, a celebration of showmanship, courage and hard graft in and outside the ring. There’s room for everyone!
The Circus
The firmament fans the stench of rubber
pegged down into earth covered in sweat-stained sand
lit up by elegant elephants, teary tigers and
ruled by a man bigger than Walter Mitty
This is no splendid stage, no Broadway, no Shakespear
madmen gather, trollops trot
over blocks, through fiery rings
some hanging by a rope, a thread
Ill-faced clowns tumble
to harvest howls of one hew or another
to swallow idolatry
in greedy gulps
Fat and suited, the ringmaster proclaims
the death-defying darings of the trapezists
a woman, a man condemned to
near-certain demise
to steal a bunch of unruly onlookers
cheering, sniggering, mouths agape
the candy-munching French fry brigade
from daily doldrum
Up to the top of the firmament /
they venture into a swinging tide
from star to firm grip
a hair's breadth from doom
beneath, clowns, acrobats, horses, jugglers,
fire-eaters, hippos and Harry Houdini
white-knuckled and whipped into shape
by the worst showman
span the redundant net above the soft sand
feathered birds don't cascade to curtain calls
clowns fumble fervor-filled
the tiger roars
As the firmament spews its last shower of stars
the glory of the sweaty sand and armpits
grits the icy road
outside
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