Explorer of a patriarchal universe,
Far from Joan of Arc or Virgin Mary,
The heresy on her blunted lips,
How she cannot swallow
Everything man throws at her
No pies or bananas or compliments.
How the candyfloss world, man sees,
Is embittering to her own two eyes,
The fairytale-less universe she has inherited,
And the moon she is, to lust and love,
And the one place she can never hide,
Her body, that will be ambushed
By thousands of ogling men,
Those drool-dripping chimpanzees,
Who will never be able to meet up
To her high expectations.
How dreadful that the man,
A woman puts on her wishful pedestal
Can only be at best, a hologram,
What grows a snout in reality,
Turning to a sexist pig.
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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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