'On any day, my favourite poem is the one I happen to be lost in, reading or writing. To be honest, the idea of a favourite Australian poem is absurd: it suggests that the favourite poem will sustain the spirit through every exigency — dutiful committee meetings, lingering ailment, cancer diagnosis, car crash, funeral. I don't have a favourite song, symphony or opera, or favourite tipple. No favourite outdoor scene. In any locality, my favourite drink will be whatever's local, my favourite music whatever the buskers are playing. It all depends, as the American feller said. I've read some knockout European, English, American, and other poems, but the damnedest poems come to mind at times for no immediately obvious reason: a compelling arrangement of words, rhythm, melody or other mental or physiological trigger.' (Introduction)