Stuart Miller-Osborne

What is the centre of his world  Light I suppose  He is the light  And it means everything to him  And you  I am secondary  Do you resent that  Yes I do I curse the sun  On my waking breath  But you stay with him  Yes  Why  Because I love him dearly  He is my partner…

the only identification  found  was a small note  drenched  but just readable  it read  je suis secondaire  the man was middle aged  his eyes light blue  liquid a cop said  that it was common  to see  middle aged men  end up in the sea  as they were no longer  useful  secondary if you like  he…

Whilst on holiday I wrote a note to Yvonne  It was a quote from Sartre  There may be More beautiful times  But this one is ours  She was visiting her sister in Nice  Whilst I was finishing a portrait   I was missing my wife  And the apartment  Seemed empty without her  On the evening of the…

A leaking gutter  Never fills  With rainwater  What makes you say that Yvonne  I just wanted to make it clear  As I know that you have doubts  About the guttering above the front door 

When I was very young  I stayed at my uncle’s house  In Southern Spain  As the nights were so warm  I shared the biggest bedroom  With Ana Sol my much older cousin  She was studying Political Theory  At the university in the city And rose early to catch the train  My cousin had some strange…

I live next to the Metro in Paris  It overlooks my small apartment  High above the scruffy streets  I often watch these elevated trains  And think of the people in transit  What do they think of my tired home  My Blue Piano   My torn Picasso prints  My Lebanese girlfriend  Who enjoys cooking  In the shade…

I have read your new book Guy  Did you like it  I did not understand it  What did you not understand Guy  The structure was confusing  At times it is set in 1946  And then in 1881 Characters change names genders and speak various languages  It is a book about love Robyn  My name is Guy  So is…

I have just finished his Grain Novels  Which reflected his travels around Europe  His experiences his loves his life  But although I like his books  This one has left me rather cold  Perhaps he needs a rest from his writing  I hugged my wife this morning  As she has been troubled of late  Because of the illness…

Calypso and I have often travelled on the night express to Scotland We dine on the train and afterwards read in our sleeping compartment But I do not immediately sleep as I take time out to write erotic poetry My wife apart from sleeping quite naked has always slept on her back I watch her…

Agnes Molens 15th March 1493 is to be buried in the Cathedral graveyard near my husband Henry Molens  Where did you get that information from Stan  From Some Chichester Wills 1483-1504 Will you write a poem about Agnes Molens  I have not decided yet Jane  Perhaps  It has been such a busy week