Poems On the Closing of Ringling Bros.

So Ringling Bros. Circus is closing down after 146 years.What will happen to these highly-specialized performers, geniuses of a dying art form? The history nerd in me hates this, and the kid in me hates this even more. A little slice of childhood wonder, gone. I feel like my parents just told me I’m too old to go trick-or-treating.


How do you describe your feelings when the fair or circus leaves town? It’s the burst of cotton candy on your tongue-spun sugar, spun stories, spun magic-that vanishes before you even have the chance to chew. And you are left with a hollow ache in your belly and sweetness on your blue and pink tongue.


Maybe the best way to describe my feelings is through two poems I previously wrote on the subject:


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By Барвенковский (Own work) [CC BY-SA 3.0 (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/3.0)], via Wikimedia Commons


 


THE FAIR FOLK


 


A big top springs up in the glade o’ernight:


A mushroom cap of red, orange, green, blue, brown.


And in its shade, the Fairy Folk alight,


Enchant the town.


 


There brightly colored pixies frolic ‘round.


They’re clowns. They’re gymnasts, wingless, yet in flight.


The Fair Folk cast their spell as sun goes down.


 


Now gone the gypsy dance and pagan rite,


Now just three fairy rings upon the ground.


Mementos of one cotton candy night


Enchant the town.


 


 


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Georges Seurat [Public domain or Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons


 


CARNIVAL WORLD


 


When the carnival left


the fairgrounds bore


the alien imprint


of crop circles in the grass.


The merry-go-round


left the round ghost


of the landing site


of a flying saucer.


 


Where are the inhabitants


of this fleeting world


that still smells of deep-fried adrenaline?


Where the monuments they erected


of metal bars and canvas?


What means their last message:


the trampled echo of calliope music?


 


They flew away


through colorful stars


Ferris wheel galaxies


and left behind the litter of


a space, a time.


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This beautiful painting was created by my friend, Alys Caviness-Gober, for Carnival World


 


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Published on January 15, 2017 04:19
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