To Your New Found High Heel

Punish the monkey.
Graydon tells me you’re
Getting along sweet with your tinsels,
Colours and, in love, your new found friends.
Leaving ends, I clear out the batteries
And your memories I sell
 
For what they will fetch –
Cos if I am to holler and damn them to Hell
They may end up in Heaven,
Cos that’s where you were going:
Heaven and [...]

PINK FLOYD: MOTHER. Dedicated to the Government of Sri Lanka

Mother, do you think theyll drop the bomb?
Mother, do you think they’ll like this song?
Mother, do you think they’ll try to break my balls?
Ooooowaa mother, should I build a wall?

Mother, should I run for president?
Mother, should I trust the government?

Mother, will they put me in the firing line?
Ooooowaa is it just a waste of time?

Hush, [...]

SRI LANKAN CREATIVITY. 1st SESSION OVER. WHAT’S NEW: CHINTHY of KRONIK ENTERTAINMENT and KRISHAN were BAPTIZED AS POETS

Vihanga [who contributes to the Poetry section here] and Sulla of black metal fame opened a tripartite dialogue on ”Sri Lankan creativity” on Saturday the 19th @ Kamani’s.
The focus on Saturday’s session was “Redefining poetry in our current context”. The dialogue, in fact, became a monologue as both parties waved a “high five” for the definition of poetry [...]

SLEEP WIMAL, HEAR NOT THAT KNELL

Sleep Wimal, hear not that knell
That summons thee to heaven or to hell.

 
You were never my comrade,
Not in my wildest dream,
But, if I were not by your side now,
What would it mean:
 
The bell that you carried these
Toiled loyal years
Rings wild and hoarse
In your tested ears?
 
And tomorrow, when we wake,
Where shall we be:
Carousing, kissing,
Or hanging from a [...]

AN ALL POETS’ GRATIAEN FINAL — THE FINAL FIVE IS OUT. WHO WILL RHYME TILL THE END??? GRATIAEN PRIZE 2008.

The shortlist for the Gratiaen Prize 2008 was announced on the 7th of April at the British Council Colombo. This year’s shortlist is total Ars Poetica — as, out of 56 entrants, 05 entries of poetry made it to the final showdown scheduled for the 26th of April.
The shortlisted were:

Ramya Jirasinghe
Chamali Kariyawasam
Malinda Seneviratne
Sumathy Sivamohan
Vivimarie Vanderpooten

Out of the readings given [...]

FLEETING DESIRE

One moment in time
For this passion’s no crime
To feel you against my dying breath
And dance with you to the beat of death
Holding, caressing, gripping and in kiss
Missing what we may record, remember or miss.
Burning smooth skin, spinning welded in all
And in your passionate hold let me shrink to be small
 Vihanga Perera
Pic : Angelina Jolie and [...]

PREMONISION

Much the wiser and no hidden fears
Abandoned by all hearty cheers
Is this me in 30 years……?

SPEECH ACTS

We have spoken, now
We’re silent. We
Meet with knowing eyes, knowing
Not what to do, where to go
Without knowing
 
And our riddles defeat meaning, now,
Neither too sure, what we meant when we
Meant what we meant when we meant
What we meant – we know
Where I stand. We know that we’re longing.
 
I propose to stay and wait. You
Propose that [...]

CUBIC

You say,
Oh, Lord Jesus,
Your beard looks just like his.
 
I say,
The Lord bless those eyes then,
Embedded in those sockets like pearls
In an oyster’s tummy, making claims,
Breaking chains that would never
Bind us together.
 
You say things, I say,
Of Cubic reality.
Complexifying the simple,
Supersimplifying the world,
Knowing me and you,
Resisting contact now that
Contact is made.

INSPECTION – Wilfred Owen (1893-1918)

‘You! What d’you mean by this?’ I rapped.
‘You dare come on parade like this?’
‘Please, sir, it’s -’ ”Old yer mouth,’ the sergeant snapped.
‘I takes ‘is name, sir?’ – ‘Please, and then dismiss.’
Some days ‘confined to camp’ he got,
For being ‘dirty on parade’.
He told me, afterwards, the damned spot
Was blood, his own. ‘Well, blood is dirt,’ [...]