Monday, September 13, 2010

Configuring a Macrocosm

I like to make myself believe
Fireflies—Owl City

I like to make myself believe
in a kaleidoscope of pebbles,
a universal theology rotating 
within mirrored cardboard tubes.
Each story carrying stone 
inscribed with footsteps.

I like to make myself believe
that in my dreaming
I watched an erratic landscape
of red lava  flowing 
with no thought of boundaries
until undone by a spent temper. 

I like to make myself believe
that all the rocks I've collected
recall a humpbacked rucksack,
a pocket they shared
with packets of gorp,
an energy bar,
a metaphor.

Linda Wastkin ©2010


  1. Linda, I think your poem IS a metaphor...and find myself wondering if a 'universal theology' would ever be possible...I'd like to make myself believe....

  2. The title is gorgeous. You've given clothes to "universal theology". The image of "humpbacked rucksack" makes me smile.

  3. Another vote for your title. I also tend to pick up stones. packrat me.

  4. Linda...nice one and `universal theology` is an interesting thought.

  5. A kaleidoscope is continually changing, so even if the elements of the theology are the same they will be rearranged into a thousand and one variations, which will always be the case while ever man remains freethinking. I had to look up "gorp"; "trail mix" sounds far more tasty!

  6. I like all the things that go to make your macrocosm.

  7. The theology, if it is universal, encapsulates all the "varieties" of religious thought. In the poem each pebble, or story carrying stone —carries with it the story of all peoples. Theology is used as a metaphor.

    Around here gorp is quite tasty. Most hikers I know refer to the "trail mix" as gorp. Trail mix sounds too cumbersome and refined to fit into your pocket. Often people will mix up their own gorp—I like raisins, unsalted nuts, bits of fruit and small pieces of coconut.

  8. I, too, like to believe in a universality of theology, that someone religious/spiritual traditions are 'stones' which can create a wholistic pattern of compassionate action. Like how elements of the natural world (stones, gorp) used to add/extend that theology is creation-based and not just a human construction, reminds of the romantic poets.

  9. I love the idea of story carrying stones. I have brought home many and fancy that with contact, I become a part of that story as they have become a part of my own. Love your poem and the way it reaches out to emcompass all it touches.


  10. Your poetry rotates, gyrates and then balances. I liked what it did inside my mind.

    warming up the worms