The bees credit it as some point of luxury to be on the Tube

I have written a number of poems inspired by London commuting, including this surreal scene posted last year. Here are some others: On the Way to Westminster (a personal favourite) Trapped Items Tunnel Days Tube Sketch

The Home Commute

The bees credit it as some point of luxury to be on the Tube. They keep meaning to take the bus, but tonight it was raining busy people and a real weasel. The wet walk up Charing Cross road was not the easiest way.   One more stop. More peppermint and fennel. — Today, 3rd October,