Spring roses bow their heads to death
Leaves dry up and return to the earth
Autumn is the massacre
a colorful array of dwindling life
like and army cutting a way for winter
season of frozen hearts
Moving in slightly closer and looking at building structure itself you see that the more than just the shape of the overall building is interesting. The entryways, hallways, and floors are all constructed with purpose and style.
The public library is right next to the museum of art. This entryway, filled with book drop offs and doorways, had the cool quietness you would except from a library. Peering down this column of marble and shade you are filled with a sense of silence solitude as though peering into a separate world through the pages of a book herein contained.
Across the street is yet another columned building, but, as you can see, quite different from the other and a stark contrast to the ultra modern structures in its immediate vicinity.
Moving in through the entry there are thick cut doorways in the cold marble where soft light beckons. Ascending small stone stairs you emerge in a Hellenistic world.
The other side.
Through the ancient columns, down the heavy stone staircase, and across the silent, sprawling brick plane lies the Denver Tech Center.
From old to new
public to private
spacious to cramped
silence to sirens
hangin’ to hustlin’
greek to greed
flat stone to gleaming glass
Denver is a world of worlds.