Quiet Study Area #2: Largo Public Library
These book-thick rafters have housed
a thousand whispers: shelf inquiries
and future hopes risen like moths.
Flitting phantom questions
mingle with day-lit dust motes,
linger and hover until their powdery
beige frames litter windowsills.
Fatigued from attempted escape, they rest,
paper-quiet until a whisk broom of sunshine
sweeps curiosities into particles.
Triangular trusses point wings upward
as hushed word-spirits ignite among beams,
glimmering like gilded pages, like answers
unbound from their spines. They fly.
— John Davis Jr.
Photo by Clem Onojeghuo, Creative Commons, via Unsplash.
Love "flitting phantom questions
mingle with day-lit dust motes"
love this part:
"like answers
unbound from their spines"
And, "a thousand whispers"
Maybe that is what it takes, sometimes, to free our answers. A thousand whispers, spoken or heard.