To want to be what you are.”
--Desiderious Erasmus, Praise of Folly
Jugglers know what music makesAnd hear it on the outside too,
Through music they shape
With their hands
With their hands
The curve of wrist must follow
In time
Conducting songs that are seen
Not heard unless
You know where the music lives and hear it
On the outside too.
As jugglers do.
They know why clowns are sad but also
how to make them smile.
Jugglers however are not clowns.
And they have promised the clowns not to reveal
The secrets of sadness.
Because everyone then, would either be clowns
Or their killers.
Jugglers however are not sad because sadness lifts with the ballsWhich don’t really hang in the air unless you’re trained to watch
In slow motion.
They of course are trained to watch in slow motion.
It is wrong to juggle living creatures, such as cats
Or lizards, despite replaceable tails
(of lizards, not cats).
Small birds such as finch accept the first toss, then fly.
The nearest to living a juggler should juggle
Are food items,
Such as squash, which don’t mind if they fall.
Or apples, for the tradition of Trees.
Only the bravest fool attempts
Raw eggs.
The world needs fools,
Though most are eventually hanged
Just before Kings
Go to war or turn insane.
Fools however are not clowns, and they aren’t insane.
All jugglers are fools, but not all fools are jugglers.
The wise fools practice jugglingEvery day
It passes the time
Improves circulation
Enhances reflex, flexibility, and grace.
So we end with the art of the toss
Determining all especially
The time it takes to fall
Catching is understood as a toss by imagining
Hands as a launch
When the launching and catching have blurred into one, The work of the juggler is done—
And watchers hear music
That’s already sung.
April 9, 2012
In the month of fools
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