(from the age of 3)
an orchestra in his fingertips.
Like having flowers
and with elfin delight,
pull rabbits, doves and endless silks
from his reverie's sleeve; could
conjure the pomp and romp
of a circus parade.
In his left hand,
the rumble and stride
of the pachydermís trudge
behind tamers of lions and throwers of knives
and walkers on stilts, high-wire, and rope;
and in his right,
more of the ringmaster's array:
show girls in net hose and fabulous feathers;
highflyers; bareback riders; the band;
teetering jugglers on single-wheeled cycles;
and a jumbling, bumbling babel of clowns
tumbling and stumbling
from a bantam sedan.
– from the RINGMASTER'S ARRAY