Stuart Miller-Osborne

My friend was working on the Empire project And handed me a number of unused posters Some dating back to the forties and early fifties Thy were a mixed bag of forgotten acts and variety shows Although the Boardman Sisters were quite prominent This moved me as Kaye Sissy and Emily Boardman Were three of […]

On the more listless of my days I create the small theatres of Agnes We explore the histories of her nights And the tranquillities of Loren

Spent rays of sunshine Fade in the morning light I am bathing her delicate feet Before my day begins

I have been condemned To swim in this alarming pool For the rest of lyrical time Pray for me Alain Thomas Klerk

Clara swam on most fine days She imagined herself to be a swan In the pool of infinity

Tmpitehe Va Died during air raid in 1940 She was one of eighteen people Who were killed by an English bomb Tmpitehe Va was due to be married She was travelling to see her fiancé And has hated the English ever since Taking revenge whenever she could I was her sixth victim and also haunt […]

Do you fancy a swim Yes but I am in my underwear The beach is very quiet day What will I wear on our return journey Pierre Wear nothing Ann Seats on trains can be very porous Your outer clothes will be dry What happens if I cross my legs I do it all the […]

Are you sleeping No I am reading What are you reading In defence of Reason I have never heard of it It is a book of contemporary criticism That seems such a heavy book Especially on a day such as this Your Harley looks so splendid today So do you Aurore Maybe but not as […]

I sell books by the roadside Or on desert trails If I sell three In a week Then I am happy If I fail then I just move on

There is no light Save for an aspect signal Deep down the line It is showing red And should not be passed