I BUILD AN ORANGE CHURCH I build an orange church and put inside it a little orange minister in a pulpit that’s dandelion yellow. I make a ceiling of intensest blue. The seats are heliotrope, the bibles pink, hymn books are apple green. Picasso paints the walls with animals. The angels swoop in red and there’s a sun of blinding nuclear light. And so transform it all…. But for the guilt that’s small and black and creeps in when the door swings on its oiled hinges.

I BUILD AN ORANGE CHURCH

I build an orange church and put inside it
a little orange minister in a pulpit
that’s dandelion yellow.

I make a ceiling of intensest blue.
The seats are heliotrope, the bibles pink,
hymn books are apple green.

Picasso paints the walls with animals.
The angels swoop in red and there’s a sun
of blinding nuclear light.

And so transform it all…. But for the guilt
that’s small and black and creeps in when the door
swings on its oiled hinges.

I BUILD AN ORANGE CHURCH

Iain Crichton Smith

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