On a keyboard, typing a wave of words,
Undulated expression, stealthily moving
Along a nexus between thought and expression
Of a poem in the making, that like life
Is a fate-blossomed episode. When born
They become our gifts to mankind, fickle offerings
Of our time on this planet, our legacies,
Those staying-prone alibis of time,
Our testimonies that we were not
Merely custodians, but landscape artists
Who sculpted the topography of providence
Into the blissful harmony of words, and hung
Them on an arras of parchment,
From where they became their own prints
In their transposition from mythology
To a work of abstraction, which
When molested by eye, gives legitimacy
To beauty, to divide and conquer.
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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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