Down that noisy road in Colombo,
The horns peep, while people
Look around at Christmassy sights;
Large candy sticks far bigger
Than Barbers’ poles, and pine trees
By the dozen, sold beside the main roads
And one beggar child looks around
From under a large festive shop sign
Where the window, is sparkling,
With fairy lights, and shows his mother
A little crib, and a porcelain child
Made of sculpted clay, and wonders
Who that celebrity child is, in a manger,
Amidst calves, sheep and a lone donkey,
The centerpiece of Christianity,
How one child, was born into sheer humility,
To two refugees, who eloped, to become
Citizens of ever-changing horizons,
In vicissitudes of a fickle hope, wearing
Strapped sandals, and long linen robes,
Knowing Mary was simply God’s mule,
To smuggle into this world, his only son,
Packaged as contraband.
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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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