Introduction to Bus Poetry

I always intended to spend time travelling in Australia... and this is exactly what I've done, trekking back and forth to work every day. This is a collection of ravings and rants, snaps, overheard snitches, wingeing, which I compiled on my daily bus communion betwixt home on Sydney's Northern Beaches and workage in th' Central Business District.

I am a passenger, observing, listening, watching out the window; often sleeping on my airport pillow, sometimes reading, listening to music, sometimes footering with my stupit smartfone; scribblink inna notebook, tip-tapping on a laptop; soaking up the porridge of passing signage which drowns out nature and submerges the city.

Jim McCool,

Mona Vale, 2011