Links

Another week has flown by in the inexorable march of time, and Poetry Monday is here again to celebrate that unique bond between fathers and sons. Enjoy!

Links

We are now both irrevocably fathers,

links on a strange chain

made of all manner of metal,

each at first an unproven alloy

smelted in a forge of chance,

each of particular melting point and tensile strength,

specific luster, individual density,

each bearing friction’s wear,

heavier at first on the trailing side,

the scuff and scrape as the fresh link hardens.

Then the next is attached,

a new end that twists and tugs and finds its shape,

that marks and is marked in turn.

Each is unique

but a chorusing of like qualities

conducts through the clinking links,

distorted by transmission but recognizable,

ever fainter but finally ineffaceable,

all the length of this chain

that fades distant into lost history

but pulls unbroken, unbreakable.

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