Salvatore Ala

Rookie - 75 Points (February 18,1959 / Canada)

Church Demolition - Poem by Salvatore Ala

At last the church is open to the heavens.
Not since its consecration has a congregation
Been closer to a spirit maker.
Fall leaves fall through rafters
And gather at the alter stones.
Its ascension is part accession.
The night belongs to real estate.
The owner cannot attorn; and so,
It’s clear to us in one lifetime
The insufficiency of faith,
The shifting sands of substance,
The cloud over the title,
Structure amassed in rubble,
On this eighth day of creation
After the first seven have failed.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, July 27, 2011

Poem Edited: Wednesday, July 27, 2011

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