A cheeky wonder
Of how a camelid came about
Through evolution, to garnish
A woman’s anatomy. Catacomb walls
Of third base, flower with petals
The idiosyncrasy of housing
A little nubbin, that makes her blush
And implore. Can you cut an apple
To crescents? Any woman can and will.
In juxtaposition you see two curling moons,
Guarding heaven’s gate,
Sentinels to a pinkie-sized wonder.
And these curved lines climb
On spandex to make grown men
Dewy on all the right places.
Ooh La La, all you need is a little French
To be a cunning-linguist.
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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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