How To Make Ringed Belt Holes

Sergio Marquez

I

That Circus defied all known and what to know : Randolph, the dwarf of two meters thirty-three centimeters, Mortajita, the only black clown, Uma and Svetlana, the maimed trapeze Baltic Sea, the air Rocco, a man shot two hundred and twenty kilos and the incomparable Yugo, suicidal immortal, were just some of the attractions that TP Munrab bizarre, eccentric circus Indian businessman, had met to found the first Quantum Circus history. Circus that would not be a nomadic circus, no: it would always be quiet, anchored in its incongruity, in the middle of a barren desert in Rajasthan, visited his tent reverse for a captive audience of lizards and ghosts.


II

Circuses are sad places, or any place of this and other worlds that require long goodbyes: empty railway platforms, airports, funeral homes, telephone booths. All of them, and especially the circus, they share some of that dark peripatetic condition. With one exception. In Paris there is a winter circus where, on completion of the last function of the season wrapped in the damp cold of the river and its sweetish metal saltpeter, all its members, in unison and in silence, go into coffins of cedar, slowly closing the lids, stay there, dormant, waiting for the next year hail of applause winter again awaken once again, thus reviving the memory of his juggling freezing ash and snow blizzard antics.


III
Circus
there are many, perhaps too many. Cemeteries faded Traveller caravans outcast lions navigating its malnourished around the world. That fateful day in 1954, when a fossil people of Eastern Carpathians, agreed upon the death of all light, and when I say all I mean exactly that, to all the circuses in the world. A pandemonium of Chinese contortionists, clowns Sibylline acrobats and tigers starving dogs for three long days thronged the streets of those people who never before knew what it was the trumpeting of an elephant. Thousands of tents flooded ravaged mist valley, shaking their gas lamps at night for between pine needles. And as they arrived in droves runaway, likewise vanished. In one night, all the shops were built, and with them also escaped all (and when I say all I mean exactly that, all) the inhabitants of the village, magnetized by the incessant flow disorderly circus in his comings and goings to the last of the functions.



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