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Stuart Miller-Osborne

    • Introduction
Illustration of a bird flying.
  • Night and Day Esamé

    I have just sent you photos Of all the gold in El Dorado I have just sent you photos Of the moon and the sea Just to pass the the hours My beloved Esame

    October 9, 2026
  • A Polar Vortex

    I have been watching you sleep Do you mind Not at all You have just missed Exeter Oh dear Was that your stop No I am on my way to St Ives Hazel Court My name is Hazel Court Josie my name is Josie I am going to Plymouth My brother is an artist Perhaps…

    October 9, 2026
  • Richmond on a Wet Afternoon

    The Brutalist Bitter Christmas Verity I found this in your diary Josie Are you reading my diary Yes Why Because you leave it open on your bed Rather like a used newspaper These are last three films That I have watched You are not a great cinema buff are you I prefer real life You…

    October 9, 2026
  • Castione Arbedo

    I had arranged to my meet Ruthie At Castione Arbedo So that we might travel On the penultimate train of the day But I was late and she had to travel alone When I explained why I had been delayed She wrote a stiff letter to Bettina Betti in blue ink

    October 8, 2026
  • The Green Ones

    I play for a semi professional Football team based In the south of the country The name of my football team is The Green Ones Which roughly translated means The Green Ones Our annual team photograph Is always taken before the season starts It was later noted that I was chatting To our new midfielder…

    October 8, 2026
  • Bobla Ress and Rust

    My local railway station Is very scruffy The paint is peeling And exposes a heavy rust But we all ignore this And read our newspapers Whilst waiting for the morning train The smart station master Tells us all that Bobla Ress Was built with scruffiness in mind Which is not really understood By the scores…

    October 8, 2026
  • The Poet Marias

    There is a tomb in the middle of the city That at certain times of the day Captures an amethyst glow This is the hidden tomb Of the poet Marias

    October 7, 2026
  • Rose Quartz Vietnam

    I knew that you Would attract No distant regrets As your lovely stone Was safe in my keeping

    October 7, 2026
  • Rose Quartz Vietnam

    Whilst you were travelling I kept your smooth stone In a bright glass jar

    October 7, 2026
  • A Bunch of Flowers

    I was sitting quite naked on my bed When Raphael entered my bedroom He was carrying a bunch of flowers Freshly picked from his ghost garden Erotic Poems of Autumn (2026)

    October 6, 2026
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