Tuesday, February 2, 2010

Life Without Linchpins

I'm still reading "Linchpins" by Seth Godin. It has been the bridge for understanding and processing events which have shaped me. Recognizing and seeing myself and others with clarity. Perhaps? This might or might not be true. Sometimes we never know. Another name for the lowly piece is a cotter pin. They hold things together. Hence, indispensable. Linchpins and cogs have nothing in common.

This is about a young man I've never met, but feel like I know. The ripples of his life go out and out -resonating still. This is a tribute. February is his birth and death month. 

He was a linchpin 
when taken
wanted in heaven
since then 
 only cogs are kept 
to run the machine  
it hurts too much
being reminded
losing such a one 

 hundreds of cogs
lined up at the wheel
 begging to fill
 the next empty spot 
close the gaping hole
where a linchpin 
should be 

push linchpins 
down and away 
make them leave
before they go
as safe protection 
passionate need

   the ceiling stays low
control tightens to
dishearten creativity 
freedom clipped 
as fragmented lives 
shift with fear

 cogs in the wheel
usually stay long 
but are easily 

no matter 
if they leave
 there is no pain
when they go


Bonnie Gray said...

Kathleeen - your blog name and tagline is an aptly fitting clothespin line for your words! Did you write this poem. Dang, it's good! Thanks again for the rec. Can't wait to get my hands on it.

Maureen said...

Kathleen, this is beautifully expressed. I like very much your inventive use of the symbols of linchpin and cogs. The cogs here carry a deep burden of sadness.

週休 said...

Every why has a wherefore.........................................

Kathleen said...

belinda, Maureen and Bonnie - thanks for adding depth and understanding.

Kathleen said...

I would give all the money I had to understand the therefore after the wherefore. Wherefore asks the reason, which I don't know!