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 back & 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 time like this I know what he means Joanne Fisher
This poem was first published in JAAM 19.
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