The fifties
a time for reaching up
for daddy’s hand
as he points west
between the giant elms
to the sunset
God’s watercolors dissolving
and whispers
You can live one hundred years
and never see a more beautiful sky
confirming all beauty
is temporary.
Then somehow
someway
someone
decreed
it’s okay to spray graffiti on the sunsets
jet exhausts crisscrossing the heavens
airline ghetto tags
cheating our children
Of their hundred year sky.
Richard M. O’Donnell‘s works have appeared in Everyday Fiction, Sniplits, North Coast Review, Binaryorganic, Mind Fair, Kaleidoscope, Heartlands, Many Voices, The Gamut, Diskazine, The Alchemist, Telescope, Intro and The Plum Creek Review. His short story collection, Rice Wine, was published on Disk 1983, and he has received two Ohio Arts Council grants. His has a MFA from BGSU. He is the co-founder of The Oberlin Writers Group where he is working on a scifi screenplay, The Main Street Project. His online publication links can be accessed at www.wormsview.com.
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Posted on November 3, 2009 in Literary
10 Responses to “GRAFFITI SUNSET • by Richard M. O’Donnell”
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November 3rd, 2009 at 12:24 am
Beautiful and thought provoking.
November 3rd, 2009 at 5:12 am
Fantastic. Love it.
November 3rd, 2009 at 6:46 am
Agreed! Beautiful, visual & thought provoking!
November 3rd, 2009 at 9:54 am
Very visual. I love the images you invoke in this. Nicely done!
November 3rd, 2009 at 12:23 pm
Nice, I like this a lot.
November 3rd, 2009 at 2:39 pm
Brilliant ideas and images! I love it.
November 3rd, 2009 at 3:05 pm
Very strong, moving ending…
November 3rd, 2009 at 3:40 pm
I love this.
November 4th, 2009 at 1:33 am
Yes, agree with its evocation and beauty.
However, although I agree with the wonder of a natural sunset and reducing our carbon emmissions I must admit to loving seeing planes and their contrails in the sky at a visual and imaginary level: the daytime shooting stars as I see them in the distance.
November 11th, 2009 at 9:18 pm
Pertinent. Beautiful.
I hope that one day my grandchildren and great-grandchildren will get to read this in an English 12 textbook.