I wake to see Saturn on my sole
a child’s glow-in-the-dark sticker
stuck to the bottom of my shoe
radiating from the bedroom floor
like the moon to the earth
reminding me of the infinity of space.
I close my eyes.
Outside
a billion constellations swirl in an emptiness
beyond my comprehension
but I’m grounded
by my daughter’s penny sticker
stuck to the bottom of my soul.
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 mystery novel, Measure Twice – Cut Once. His online publication links can be accessed at http://www.wormsview.com
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7 Responses to “SATURN ON MY SOLE • by Richard M. O’Donnell”
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October 2nd, 2009 at 3:13 am
This is sweet. It’s amazing how our kids keep us so grounded.
October 2nd, 2009 at 4:59 am
Always great work by Richard M. O’Donnell…
October 2nd, 2009 at 5:53 am
I’m interested in the internal contradictions of this poem. True enough, it’s love of some kind (in this case filial) which keeps the floor under our feet.
October 2nd, 2009 at 6:57 am
A solid piece of work.
Not sure that ‘a billion constellations’ works. ‘Stars’ would probably be better, or something to suggest stars.
October 2nd, 2009 at 9:49 am
A sweet, sole-full piece — made me smile.
October 3rd, 2009 at 6:31 am
A lovely connection of the universe and daily life. A brilliant opening line!
October 6th, 2009 at 4:16 pm
Best thing I have read for weeks! Not a very constructive comment Im afraid, just complimentary.