Stuart Miller-Osborne

On the 17th of September 1973 the poet Stuart Miller Osborne was killed in a car crash in Ealing West London On the 24th of July 2016 the poet Stuart Miller Osborne enrolled on an Art History course at UCLA in Los Angeles Or so the poster for the movie stated As it looked out […]

It is all about paths you know Paths to the beach Paths to the pool Paths through the meadows Paths to school Peter and Petra were walking towards the municipal pool On days such as this all things stop Petra watched as a busy insect scurried past them Except insects Insects are always busy Peter […]

I never thought that I would see the demolition of the Theale vineyard One should not harm vineyards They are areas of beauty Beauty is everything You have scarred my landscape I will not forgive u   A small vineyard in Theale in West Berkshire has recently been demolished Beauty no longer exists in Theale […]

Orange car Large screen Surfing kids Music playing Being ignored Smoking Drinking Sitting Watching Life around Resting Coffee Blue sky Clouding Friends Family Loneliness Boredom Anger Frantic Phoning Farewells Orange car Bus home   Caron (July 2016)  

The gold is in the process of being collected Untold riches await I have arrived in El Dorado  

When Gough’s guns on the Sutlej In flame begin to play Far down in fair Calcutta We started on our way Mid the crash of charging squadrons And the crossing cannon-balls The heroes of Sobraon Kept the birth-day of St Paul’s   When Garvock’s men were forcing Umbeyla’s trap of stone We came up to […]

Edward kept his rather poor short stories In a battered Chinese vase   He knew that he lacked the talent of his older brother But he liked writing for himself   He hid his Chinese vase in the attic Under the only window in the room   The attic window could not be immediately seen […]

Taking Tea at Torcross On an English afternoon Beatrice and Edward were taking tea at an outdoor café in the coastal village of Torcross The day was cool with an easterly breeze On the deep horizon two schooners were passing Out of Estonia Edwards was watching them through his binoculars Beatrice was writing in a […]

In the distance Five fine schooners passed Unnoticed from the shore Their sailors were carrying Bunches of pale cornflowers And were dancing on the decks  

Over thirty years ago Marcello and I Watched a movie together On this beach It was called Tales of Ordinary Madness   There was a scene midway through the film Showing Ornella Muti feeding many seagulls On a wide sandy beach She was naked from the waist down   Ben Gazzara watched her from a […]