I don’t miss
A stranger’s warmth, all the scandalous
Myths around one nights stands
And rendez-vous in cheap motel rooms.
I’m not one for concubines or de-facto, as law claims
The contractless partnerships.
I will never fill pockets of flesh-lined
Compartments of a graceful gender
Just to score or to tick a mark
On pages of my absent history.
It baffles me that people do not
See the road not taken was never an option
It was just a path with noxious weeds
In the absence of abundant harvests
I do miss a little thing or two though
In plain hindsight. What would have made my life perfect,
Are a bigger pair of buttocks
And lush D-cups paraded by my wife’s
Still plentiful boastings.
After all, I only searched for perfection
Not in the numeracy of a gender
Only in one woman’s anatomy.
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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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