SONNET ON ELEPHANTS BY DILANTHA GUNAWARDANA

The hour a runaway bullet fells the might Oh to the eye, what a deplorable, grotesque sight The creature that leaves large footsteps behind And demands respect, from the crucible of mankind A troupe walks from water holes in the dry zone From the awakening at dawn, a journey all alone The water splashes, the … Continue reading SONNET ON ELEPHANTS BY DILANTHA GUNAWARDANA