Crab-Angel
by Mina Loy
An atomic sprite
perched on a polished
monster-stallion
reigns over Ringling's revolving
trinity of circus attractions
Something the contour
of a captured crab
waving its useless pearly claws
From a squat body
pigmy arms
and bow legs
with their baroque calves
curve in a bi-circular attitude
to a ballerina's exstacy
An effigy of Christmas Eves
smile-cast among chrysanthemum curls
it seems a sugar angel
while from a rose flecked ruff of gauze
its manly legs
stamp on the vast rump of the horse
An iridescent speck
dripped from a rainbow
onto an ebony cloud
Crab-Angel I christen you
minnikin of masquerade sex
Helen of Lilliput?
Hercules in a powder puff?