Ashok Niyogi
When will I get it right in Voronesh
I donāt even know the Vagsal,
I just know
That the meadows look like England
Why so?
English meadows on Russian steppes
Makes me think of heavy drapes
In Īsemi-detachedsā on Knightsbridge
(thatās horrible English)
The same tube station as Harrodsā;
On the roof of which
One drinks cognac
But I am meandering I think,
Moving away from my drink.
Trousers from Marks&Spencer
Trousers for twenty-nine pounds,
Sit well on Voronesh ground,
The dew is the same as I encounter
In your bottom eye lid
The same as wildflower seed.
