It doesn’t take a genius to figure out
That this light box, invented nearly
A century ago, by a Scotsman.
Is just a paradox on its own right,
Part entertainment and part Pandora’s box,
Where everything comes out to convince and then convict
The man in front, to a lazy sorrowful existence
As a couch potato and still if you’re coming home
After a long day’s work, and
You’ve been single for dog years,
You inevitably find from inside the light box
A silver lining, of what didn’t climb out
Of the box when Pandora opened it,
What the Greeks call Elpis
What humans dig deep and long for;
Its resourceful ore.
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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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