Learning Architecture (my answer to my own question)
"If you were to commission a school to be built and wanted to inspire the designers, what poem might you write? What guidance would you give? "
A welcoming space to all, open like the agora,
a place to gather in light and clean air,
a place that invites wandering, and quiet reflection,
and sitting comfortably together in quiet counsel.
A place that celebrates and learns from the natural world-
the power and energy, the pulsing dance of fire,
the fluidity and forgiveness of water,
the aspiration and the inspiration of the sky,
and the steadfast roots of the earth.
A place that buzzes and flows and beats
with the tempos of our bodies.
A marketplace that mingles with the senses,
strange, ghostly aromas that pull us for a passing moment,
the crescendo of music and laughter,
textures, colors, patterns, shapes, fabrics, beads-
a palette to bring together nations.
A rich mosaic of experience
in which everyone finds their reflection and new facets of themselves.
An open door to the world. The origin of a thousand paths.
A world big enough to contain mysteries, a womb of discovery.
Doors to look behind. Drawers to unlock. Artifacts to unearth.
A setting that tells a story and in which new stories will be told.
A place that shifts as we shift. A universe of perspectives
with reflective surfaces, fluctuation, phases and cycles.
A place as large as a stadium and as intimate as a grotto.
A castle and a treehouse and a submarine and a library.
A colony in every deep corner of the cosmos.
An abundant home to all who enter,
where no one is without, no one wants, no one has not.
A garden that anticipates and drives the creative mind,
the curious hands, the voice that leads.
A place to compose, tinker, mould, and mix,
to deconstruct and reconstruct. To repurpose.
A workshop with tools to grasp, canvases to fill.
A place to hold ideas in your hands
and to launch them like birds into the wild.
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