I never wandered enough through you, mostly keeping away from dryly lit lanes even under the hot summer sun,  except A couple of times when i wanted to ruin my name in your honour, in your lanes I cajoled myself to collect faded paper tickets…

An ode by any other name would Still read just as obsequious Any great poet writes an epic ode Any praiseworthy topic will do! Wordsworth commended duty – Pope in high praise of solitude Keats was prolific at acclaiming the generally obscure; nightingales (his poetry…