“M. Scott Douglass’s Just Passing Through bristles with direct, honest, often humorous tales of the road. A sharp observer of human behavior—on motorcycles and in cars, in rest stops and motels, at red lights and roadsides—he doesn’t miss a thing. Reading these poems, I feel like he’s nudging me in the ribs, and pointing, saying, ‘Get a load of that,’ and I’m happily following his gaze, trusting him not to know where we’re going.” —Jim Daniels