Sandy Conlon: Ode to the Bud Werner Memorial Library
Behold the public library
a refuge for those retired from ordinary labors
and other life-callings.
A place of quiet solitude and peaceful whisperings,
until the Children’s Hour fills with story-tellings.
A clean, well-lighted space
for school children swarming after school
tweeting and twittering with friends nearby.
An escape from weariness and ennui
for music lovers, voracious readers,
philosophers, philanthropists, fiction and fantasy.
A gathering place for vicarious and actual bliss,
temporary forgetfulness from the cares of daily life.
Ah, the public library
safe harbor for lost souls, the broken hearted,
distressed spirits longing for friendship and connection.
Welcoming Buddhist sand paintings,
exotic fish idling away each day,
lectures, recitals, weddings, memorials, concerts and documentaries.
Behold the public library,
a place for all reasons and all seasons.
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