I spent the first half of January 2014 making trips by bus, centred around Northampton's Greyfriars Bus Station. This building is due for demolition in the Spring of 2014, so what I was attempting was to say goodbye, and also to experience the building, and maybe capture some of that experience. The thing about experience is that it is so elusive, so hard to communicate and share, cannot be caught alive, and holding a camera or trying to scribble in a notebook can kill the thing it seeks to record by stillbirth. Somehow, this poem found me in the middle of my impossible task...

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