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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