The Night Sky As Written By Nijinsky

Leafy sort of
Moon the haunted
Maple and
Night as night that
Actor as written:
The stars are
Bred of Nijinsky. Sky
Is dance and the
Orchestra tunes to
Something ethereal
Or Tchaikovsky all
The swans nestled sleep
In brambles
Of tangle from this
Leafy moon:
Over the Danube
And-ah-despite mountainous
Reflections jarring
Water dancing in
One more cornerstone of
Chaos: ask
Nijinsky.
In general and night allows
For the anonymity of facelessness
Over
Shadow. Leaves
Not blue or day but
The True shadow
Black
Of sky, audience, we, sleeping
As blind moths
Spatter to doors which
Is part
Of the ballet
As well

Ask Nijinsky