The Art of Laughter
Posted on: July 19, 2010
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Statue of Charles Chaplin. Waterville, Ireland. Photo by Alan Hall
Just finished watching “The Circus,” Chaplin’s wonderful film from 1928. Silence and black and white. Laughter without laugh tracks, but with Chaplin’s own score carrying us from scene to scene. Pathos comes from The Tramp. He makes us laugh and it’s deep, and meaningful, and sad. The movie made me think of my trip to Ireland in 2003, where I saw the statue above, and it seemed so incongruous there, near the strand, not in Alaska, or in some darkened woods with the hobo’s song in the air. But then I remembered the Irish have always mixed deep sorrow and belly laughs, and everything in between. Perhaps everyone does at times. Sadness is too sad alone.
Felino Soriano doesn’t necessarily write humorous poems, and the poems below don’t strike me as being particular sad. But they do hold contradictions within them that work and elevate each other.…
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