Russe

russia

They say some creatures die crossing the Bering Sea
And that is how some people sleep at night

We are not imprisoned by stripes and our dreams held
Hostage by stars. We have fat Blinis for breakfast

Mead for some intoxication and we make love
In Cedar forests. We don’t have red squares inside us.

Just porcelain hearts searching for love. The type
That flows through like the Moskva nourishing

The capital of our hearts. We have taxidermy on our walls
Fur on our ground, we wear Ushankas on our heads

And harvest love with our sickles. We don’t have November
Revolutions here, just protracted spring breaks

When buds resist the glares of the sun, as “Glasnost”
Is flicked by the tongue of the wind, blowing past.

We are born as children of love and we return
As children of the earth. We are perennial children.

Buds that only open to the summer dawns. And winter
Is when we go swimming in the Lena, ice fishing at midnight

And skate on layers of ice. We are children before lovers
And children while in love. And they say the longest childhoods

Make the happiest people. We don’t have fairytales here.
Just ballads of the heart. Songs of innocence

That get trapped inside casings of fiber
To become songs of experience.

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Author: meandererworld (Dilantha Gunawardana)

Dr Dilantha Gunawardana is a molecular biologist who graduated from the University of Melbourne. He moonlights as a poet. His poems have been accepted/published in Forage, American Journal of Poetry, Kitaab, Eastlit and Ravens Perch. He mixes science with poetry for a living, when what matters is the expression of both DNA and words into something serendipitous. Although an Australian citizen, Dilantha is domiciled in Sri Lanka, his country of birth.

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