The Blue Church

September 7, 2018/in Poems /by ian

Outside
a concrete hexagon
bland
brutal
grey
the compact to the lipstick spire
the other side of the crumbling cathedral
a monument
a memorial
a mistake

Inside
a reflective room
washed in tranquil blue light
as spiritual and moving as any Gothic cathedral
yet out of sync with that aesthetic
the Cold War equivalent

A trembling jewel
hidden
within a dissembling coat
the fractured soul of a shattered city