Tourist? Poem by Richard Blanch
Tourist?
Helen – for a moment she was
Between the pillars.
‘Take your photo? Please? ’
And she posed, still, and as
The others passed us I
Felt we should go from their
Chattering into the honey stone
Where her arm
Rested. Click. End.
An d she moved
With the air
And there
Went a dream
Out of knowing.
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