Do you ever wonder why there are so many people at the library?
Some so focused on their intentions
They barely murmur when
You push past them in the Sci-Fi.
Other with their antennae out
For hot chicks, for cute guys
Idly thumbing through magazines.
And someone's grandfather
Buried in the news tribune
Just looking for a little peace.
A teenager behind a computer screen
Totally bored with school.
Picking zits and the library
Are not as incompatible as they seem.
The librarians, people too,
So efficient, answering questions,
Checking books and movies out.
And children, finding delight in books
We have mostly lost.
And myself, hopeful among the CDs
Looking for what?
I guess I haven't found it yet.
You either.
You either.
© 2006 Anne Westlund
Poetry by Anne Westlund
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Written on 2006-10-02 at 06:09
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I love people at the librarySome so focused on their intentions
They barely murmur when
You push past them in the Sci-Fi.
Other with their antennae out
For hot chicks, for cute guys
Idly thumbing through magazines.
And someone's grandfather
Buried in the news tribune
Just looking for a little peace.
A teenager behind a computer screen
Totally bored with school.
Picking zits and the library
Are not as incompatible as they seem.
The librarians, people too,
So efficient, answering questions,
Checking books and movies out.
And children, finding delight in books
We have mostly lost.
And myself, hopeful among the CDs
Looking for what?
I guess I haven't found it yet.
You either.
You either.
© 2006 Anne Westlund
Poetry by Anne Westlund
Read 709 times
Written on 2006-10-02 at 06:09
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