A communal space offering an ever-changing view of life passing by, buses have opened windows on to the world for many poets. Share your bus verses here
I’ve been reading Peter Riley’s recent pamphlet Pennine Tales, and the first thing to really strike me about it (apart from the quality of the writing) is the ubiquity of buses and bus trips through the poems. These are short, local journeys in and around Riley’s adopted home of Hebden Bridge, the kind of trip that makes life possible for the carless local or for anyone who fancies an evening in a local pub. Reading the poems made me think of the way bus journeys have formed part of the fabric of so many poems in the last century or so.
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