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Circus Wagons, a photograph by Walker Evans (1903-1975)
A poem by Yannis Ritsos (born 1 May, 1909; died 11 November, 1990):
Circus
Night circus, the lights, the music, the sparkling cars along the full length of the avenue. When the lights go out in the neighborhood, when the last note has fallen like a dry leaf, the facade of the circus seems a huge set of false teeth.  Then the brass instruments sleep in their cases, the animals are heard bellowing over the city, the tiger in its cage fixes on its own shadow, the animal-tamer take off his costume and smokes a cigarette. And every now and then the neighborhood lights up when the eyes of the lions sparkle behind their bars.

—translated from the Greek by Edmund Keeley

Circus Wagons, a photograph by Walker Evans (1903-1975)

A poem by Yannis Ritsos (born 1 May, 1909; died 11 November, 1990):

Circus

Night circus, the lights, the music,
the sparkling cars along the full length of the avenue.
When the lights go out in the neighborhood,
when the last note has fallen like a dry leaf,
the facade of the circus seems
a huge set of false teeth.  Then
the brass instruments sleep in their cases,
the animals are heard bellowing over the city,
the tiger in its cage fixes on its own shadow,
the animal-tamer take off his costume and smokes a cigarette.

And every now and then the neighborhood lights up
when the eyes of the lions sparkle behind their bars.

—translated from the Greek by Edmund Keeley