On Vertigo

by Ahuva Goldstand

the boys run on ahead
cheerily green, their
laughter soaring on the wind
under their eyes and over bare feet
precariously picking
through the rubble

the surf and swell
have washed in
pieces of broken this
and that
chipped and sharp
menace the sea gulls and children
on the soft sand

as more float in on a wave
and then another
while bumping ripples expand
kissed by the one before
and the one before still eddies
and that first monumental splash
an elusive dizzying center
remains hidden at the depths

and you wonder
how old you turned this year

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Filed under Issue 2, Poetry

One response to “On Vertigo

  1. Di Katz

    Beautiful. Once again.

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