Stuart Miller-Osborne

n my dream you and I were at the railway station in Southall We were due to catch a train to Paddington And then you disappeared leaving only a carrier bag of clothes for me to wear As I looked for you I was approached by two tourists who were great fans of John Lennon […]

On the forty seventh day of March my friends from Tuscany invited me to stay at their farm Naturally I refused and caught the next train to Lisbon To fund my trip I robbed a couple of pawnbrokers in the southwest of the city I apologised to the old men and left copies of my […]

All the doors in my rabbit house Would be left open Before I retired each night I would open all the doors With the exception of the mighty door   Today was my birthday So I dressed for the occasion I wore my most sensual dress Which was cut at the front And revealed my […]

Never draw your snow drapes So that they may obscure The white light on summer days          

Always wear green Katherine Bach And keep the cut as simple as the sea Some may call it a vanity and nothing else But I know that what pleases my eye Is of the upmost importance to you In these long days of shallow decay

Ellen Baxter was brought up on a fruit farm in Kent In early July each year she teamed up with the seasonal workers To pick strawberries fresh for the local markets and shops She now lives in France with her husband and two sons And is has written a book about the forgotten fruit farms […]

Simplicity is another word for elegance  Or so I am told by those who know  Never wear gold with anything simple  As it just does not work  Always wear silver  If you have to wear anything at all    Marek told me this just before his first show I had no reason to disbelieve him […]

From under her frosty coat My cousin showed me Her pale ankle It was warm to the touch     March 30/31/20/21

My beautiful sister is walking our dogs How sweet she looks In her red dress   Blue Sister My beautiful sister is walking our dogs How sweet she looks In her blue dress   White Sister My beautiful sister is walking our dogs How sweet she looks In her white dress    

You fade in and out of the afternoon haze I am following your passage with difficulty   Walmer Sands 30/03/21