Andr itibaren गोबिंदपुर, हरियाणा 125076, भारत
O unread novelists don’t stare at me so I’ve every intention to give you a go Now no one should be forced to Read any Paul Auster And I think Malcolm Lowry Is a little too flowery And I couldn’t give a duck About Pearl S. Buck But I should have read a heck of A lot more of Chekhov And I find myself inchin Towards Thomas Pynchon (But Chimamanda Adiche Is she really that peachy? And does Joyce Carol Oates Still float all my boats? Is there now a gulf Between me and Tom Wolfe?) My relatives frighten Me with Michael Crichton And I’ve been on a mission To avoid John Grisham And I’d rather read Hustler Than that one by Clive Cussler No, it’s Balzac and Gissing That I have been missing Brooke-Rose, Gass and Stein Should already be mine And a fat oozing dollop Of Anthony Trollope... Ah, unread novelists, let me soothe all your fears I’ll get round to you all in about fifty years