I missed his book but I read his name -- John Updike

Though authors are a dreadful clan
To be avoided if you can,
I’d like to meet the Indian,
M. Anantanarayanan.

I picture him as short and tan.
We’d meet, perhaps, in Hindustan.
I’d say, with admirable elan,
“Ah, Anantanarayanan --

I’ve heard of you. The Timesonce ran
A notice on your novel, “an
Unusual tale of God and Man.”
And Anantanarayanan

Would seat me on a lush divan
And read his name -- that sumptuous
span
Of ‘a’s and ‘n’s more lovely than
“In Xanadu did Kubla Khan” --

Aloud to me all day. I plan
Henceforth to be an ardent fan
of Anantanarayanan --
M.Anantanarayanan.