13 Ways of Looking at a Circus April 2014 | Page 20

At the wonderful sight of
Acrobats performing in the
Fluorescent circus lights
Even the wild screams of
The crowd wouldn’t die down
At seeing such a sight.
Vanessa

The stage is set
People rise from their seats
About to get a peek
Of the fantasy world.
Alex

The sight of a man-eater
In the same cage as me
Gives me goosebumps.
Naseem

At the sight of tigers
Jumping in colorful light
Even the tamer of tiger’s
Will scream out fearfully
Paiton

In the evening
The lion was still
roaring
The fish waits for him
Chris

I
Among twenty snowy mountains,
The only moving thing
Was the eye of the blackbird.
II
I was of three minds,
Like a tree
In which there are three blackbirds.
III
The blackbird whirled in the
autumn winds.
It was a small part of the
pantomime.
IV
A man and a woman
Are one.
A man and a woman and a
blackbird
Are one.
V
I do not know which to prefer,
The beauty of inflections
Or the beauty of innuendoes,
The blackbird whistling
Or just after.

At the sight of acrobats
Performing in the light
Even the bravest of all
Will be scared to fall.
Allychan

VI
Icicles filled the long window
With barbaric glass.
The shadow of the blackbird
Crossed it, to and fro.
The mood
Traced in the shadow
An indecipherable cause.
VII
O thin men of Haddam,
Why do you imagine golden birds?
Do you not see how the blackbird
Walks around the feet
Of the women about you?
VIII
I know noble accents
And lucid, inescapable rhythms;
But I know, too,
That the blackbird is involved
In what I know.

On a stage watching a mime
BUT THEN a lion runs
Toward the mime - and
A lion tamer follows
Saving the mime
- also the stage.
Alejandro

X
At the sight of blackbirds
Flying in a green light,
Even the bawds of euphony
Would cry out sharply.

IX
When the blackbird flew out of
sight,
It marked the edge
Of one of many circles.
X
At the sight of blackbirds
Flying in a green light,
Even the bawds of euphony
Would cry out sharply.
XI
He rode over Connecticut
In a glass coach.
Once, a fear pierced him,
In that he mistook
The shadow of his equipage
For blackbirds.
XII
The river is moving.
The blackbird must be flying.
XIII
It was evening all afternoon.
It was snowing
And it was going to snow.
The blackbird sat
In the cedar-limbs.