Ashok Niyogi
As airports go,
I think I know you best
Maybe Delhi, maybe Sheremetyevo,
Maybe Mumbai with its garbage smell,
Maybe San Francisco,
Or even Heathrow;
But no;
I think I know you best,
You, with your overpriced perfume,
And scarves with Gucci everywhere.
Landing in the desperate snow
With furs and Conifers
And landing lights in the day
Another malinki Vodka,
Da, da.
