Needles of the casuarinas
are pale green hair
white cockatoos
in the trees
like sheets of paper
clean handkerchiefs
unfolding in the wind
all is silent
except the rumbling
of the train past
two old men on dry grass
basking in the sun
seagulls lost
in a grey parking lot
a half eaten melon—
rind of last night’s moon
leaves turn purple
in the falling dusk
the train
rumbles on
everything held together
by an eye
සුන්දර කවක්!
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