Daniel Trevelyn Joseph
Swallows in the month of January
Flying one foot above the grass,
Yellow mostly, and some green,
While Air India queues up,
To leave for Chennai:
A wedding in the family beckons me.
I am reading on
Tom Gunn, Ted and Thomas;
I am enjoying it after gap
Of decades in which
I was just the Administrator.
Air-travel, and touchdown too, is sexy.
We are now on runway, speeding up madly,
Ready to take off and land with a thud:
Isn't that what the wedding is all about?
D T Joseph
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