Dilantha Gunawardana

America - Poem by Dilantha Gunawardana

Maybe there are chess boards on maps
And piano keys playing jazz and honky-tonk
Maybe there are bleached heavens
And soot-covered basements
Even charcoal crows that cry foul
And flour-coated doves that fly free
Maybe there are cotton fibers around seeds
And wheat fields rising from black humus
Maybe the lazy eye can only see
Fog-clouds of pixelated color
But what good is a good eye
That only sees in black and white?

Topic(s) of this poem: america

Poet's Notes about The Poem

America - The racial divide

Comments about America by Dilantha Gunawardana

  • Mohammed Asim Nehal (11/4/2015 9:32:00 AM)

    The black and white is colour of unity and integrity...Liked it...10 (Report) Reply

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  • Rahman Henry (11/4/2015 9:26:00 AM)

    The poem is a beauty, wonderfully presented. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, November 4, 2015

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