Mike Masilamani (Masii) wrote this incredibly fertile set of poetry that Tracy Holsinger has been doing as a play for years now. The performance is quite refined though the cast and some words have changed. I’ve embedded video, though the international Internet seems to be doggy pants today. Word is that Kottu, etc isn’t accessible on SLT/Mobitel at all. But I digress. Through My Earphones is an interesting set of poetry in that it’s not about 1983, araliya flowers or the traditional boilerplate of Sri Lankan poetry. Instead it’s about the modern experience, complete with brands, vague stands and sex. The readings I’ve embedded here are about cops, checkpoints, mating, and fancy pants.
This is part of the usual opening poem, about a guy driving his pants around the future.
This is We Met On Fashion TV. Or The Mating Song Of The Mendis.
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