Sulfur rods – a little stockier and squarer
Than dynamite – sprinkled with a salt shaker
And embellished with amber flakes
Of merciless spice on a Scoville scale
And we call this street delicacy
A renegade of sorts, the conglomeration
Of a vintage acidity, raw unheralded sweetness
And a good helping of orange nuke
Pixel-axing virgin sketch marks on tongue
And dark tanned vendors with milky-white aluminum utensils
– The omnipresent local candymen –
Parade themselves in the scorching sun
To make the commoner’s mouth water
With a manic explosion of drip-through
As nature’s Popsicle crumbles and demarcates
A lush territory of pink with a spring tide
Of liquid aurum.
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Dr Dilantha Gunawardana graduated from the University of Melbourne, as a molecular biologist, and moonlights as a poet. He currently serves as a Senior Lecturer in the Department of Botany, University of Sri Jayewardenepura. Dilantha lives in a chimeric universe of science and poetry. Dilantha’s poems have been accepted for publication /published in HeartWood Literary Magazine, Canary Literary Magazine, Boston Accent, Forage, Kitaab, Eastlit, American Journal of Poetry, Zingara Poetry Review, The Wagon and Ravens Perch, among others. Dilantha too has two anthologies of poetry, 'Kite Dreams' (2016) and 'Driftwood' (2017), both brought to the readership by Sarasavi Publishers, and is working on his third poetry collection (The Many Constellations of Home). Dilantha’s pet areas of teaching and research, include, Nitrogen Fixation, RNA biology, Phytoremediation, Agricultural Biology, and Bioethics & Biosafety. Dilantha blogs at – https://meandererworld.wordpress.com/ -, where he has nearly 2000 poems.
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