Half Past Four (poem)

 

Half Past Four

 

two lovers enfolded

at a busy intersection

cars going past, a cafe

 

in the foreground

oblivious to the rest

of the world watching

 

them in wonder

except each other

it’s like a black & white

 

photograph you’ve seen

of two lovers kissing

as monochrome cars

 

stream past their horizons

it could be Rome, Paris

or New York, at least

 

somewhere more exotic

than Christchurch.

Dostoevsky wrote that

 

beauty will save the world

it’s times like this I know

what he means

 

 

Joanne Fisher

 

This was first posted on my blog in January 2018.

 

Originally published in JAAM.

 

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