‘Handsprings on her face’
When she smiles, her lips perform with such grace
An acrobat does handsprings on her face.
Her nose quivers like an elephant’s trunk,
Stretching for peanuts or rooting in junk.
A clown’s arranged her cotton candy hair
And made her a whole sideshow at the fair.
As for lion trainers, you may surmise
Jungle cats stalk behind her gumball eyes.
— “One Ring Circus,’’ by Frank Robinson, a poet based in Ithaca, N.Y., art historian, director emeritus of the Johnson Museum of Art at Cornell University and former director of the Museum of Art, Rhode Island School of Design