Shawn L. Bird

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band class April 11, 2013

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 12:10 am
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Band room:

contained in music

insulated from the world

wrapped in rhythm.

Sanctuary

while I waited

for my love.

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While I was editing Grace Awakening Myth today, I came across this observation in chapter 3 or 4, and I thought Ben’s words sounded like a poem.  Now they are!  (How appropriate, since Ben is Orpheus, demi-god of music and poetry!)

What was YOUR sanctuary in high school?   For me, it was either the art room where I spent hours working on school yearbooks, or Mr. Gobolos’ math room, where a gang of us hung out, played goofy drama games, and discussed theology.

 

 
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