Becoming Asexual

Fallow

There is a paradigm shift.
40, like thunder reminds you that
Your body doesn’t rain as much. 
Climate change you call it,
When you’re just an arid earth
On which nothing grows, bigger
Taller, fatter, even curvier,
When the man holds a basin
Out to catch the rain water,
The drizzle of the monsoon
That becomes just like a surprise
Or an epiphany, a rare event
Of simply holding the body out
Praying for a forecast of rain,
Not to open the flood gates,
Just to let a seed of memory germinate,
To remind the barren earth,
Of two long decades of pummeling rain
That at best, took me often to La La land
Singing Do Ra Me Fa Sol La Ti
And once again, Do.

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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.

3 thoughts on “Becoming Asexual”

  1. Poetry in its most bliss.
    And, hey 40 is nothing. Perhaps a start lasting another rainy 40.
    Enjoy and continue to be so effective as to bring out passion in others too 👌😊

      1. Oh okay. Actually the blog site is good place for stress relief. My experience. So many friends (who we won’t know personally) will be with us.
        Good luck. All the best

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