Alongside
A Poem by Erundur Anwamehtar
08/28/2003
she catches no attention
with her feet
crunching sand
on an August evening
racing along, hair
unfurled and rippling,
wetness below her
toes. she can’t voice
the joy! her shadow falls
behind and disappears
in the east
where childrens’ dreams
begin beneath the now-
revealed moon.