The Blue Church, by Joan Leotta

The Blue Church, Prescott, by Prudence Heward (Canada), 1933.

The Blue Church
 
You may think they
are gone for good,
or in the sky above,
but no.
Underground now,
members solidify those
differing directions
of their arguments,
slanting ideas
to win. Bickering
is eternal.

Joan Leotta

This poem was written in response to the surprise challenge, ekphrastic poems on Canadian art.

Joan Leotta has been playing with words on page and stage since childhood in Pittsburgh. She is a writer and story performer. Her Legacy of Honor series feature strong Italian-American women. Her poetry and essays appear or are forthcoming in Gnarled Oak, the A-3 Review, Hobart Literary Review, Silver Birch, Peacock, and Postcard Poems and Prose among others. Her first poetry chapbook, Languid Lusciousness with Lemon, was just released by Finishing Line Press. Joan's picture books from Theaqllc, Whoosh!, Summer in a Bowl, Rosa and the Red Apron, and Rosa's Shell celebrate food and family. Her  award-winning short stories are collected in Simply a Smile. You can find more about her work on her blog at www.joanleotta.wordpress.com