On The Outside

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How beautiful must it be
To hold your seeds on the outside
Like a strawberry does

To be blue eyed. To have a blue note about you.

How beautiful is the full moon
To show all her craters to every moon-gazer
To rest calm on her sky pedestal

And how beautiful is the child in each one of us
Waiting for a stage to come on

How stupid are the painted masks we wear.

Yet how healing are the turpentine tears
We shed, when no one is about.

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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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