“A Midsummer Night’s Dream” unfolded before my overloaded teenage senses. The open air amphitheater at the American Players Theater in Spring Green, Wisconsin was transformed into a magical fairyland. The woods pressed close to the multi-tiered stage, the actors were strewn across a 180-degree arc as they bounced and pranced through an enchanted evening among chiffon and colored lanterns. Above the audience, in the still and humid night, clouds scudded by, stars occluded then released in a sudden shower of ancient light swung low to graze the treetops. A distant storm over the horizon roiled with unheard flashes. Applause and laughter drew a tight perimeter and closed out the shy things that roamed the dark wild.
nighthawk answered call
Luna moth helpless flutter
shooting star flared bright
Click here for the Night sky haibun prompt at dVerse Poets Pub.