Stuart Miller-Osborne

  • Introduction
Illustration of a bird flying.
  • Simon Bolivar’s Daughter

    Dear Boy There are two sorts of understanding; one of which hinders a man from ever being considerable, and the other commonly makes him ridiculous; I mean, the lazy mind, and the trifling frivolous mind. Yours I hope is neither.   On modern buildings rooves are sometimes noted to slope inwards instead of outwards. This […]

    March 19, 2016
  • In Lille

    A Japanese student Stopped us He was lost and was asking the way To the Eiffel Tower I heard Indila Singing Derniere Dance On his iPad I had always liked this song But my favourite Indila song is Tourner Dans Le Vide Which I find rather soothing I asked the student If he had this […]

    March 19, 2016
  • Miller in Paris

    You tell me that I stink The city has soiled me I agree to shower You are now masturbating As we were too tired to fuck I look out of the shower room window And see a well-dressed man Possibly an academic Watching you I admire his pleasure You are asleep When I return I […]

    March 16, 2016
  • Miller in Paris

    We have slept for hours It is past eleven o’clock We shower dress and leave the hotel The air is still warm And we begin to sweat immediately You watch as a whore kisses a priest She is his daughter   Paris is like a Whore  Who said that? Henry Miller In which book? I […]

    March 16, 2016
  • Miller in Paris

    We are not in Clichy But sitting on green wooden chairs In front of a café With views of Notre Dame Nelly the Pirate Is wearing a loose white blouse And a cotton burgundy skirt She is not wearing panties As it is hot in the city About thirty degrees She has asked me to […]

    March 16, 2016
  • The Italian Model

    I travelled in my time machine Back to the year 1898 And entered my studio As arranged my Italian model Was ready to pose After we finished I invited her back to 2016 She declined noting that she would turn to dust So we travelled to the Dead Sea Where we bathed in the mud […]

    March 12, 2016
  • Past Poem (Ghost)

    Goatherd Roses The blossom Sweats My transparent dress Awaits The pain giver I long for my innocent years  

    March 12, 2016
  • Josephine August Seduced My Jewish Sisters

    Ari Before meeting Noa Ari had slept with his teacher On many occasions To gain better marks In his final exams He was very proud of his university place   Noa Clung to her virginity Despite many offers to steal it away She masturbated a great deal As not to be tempted And because of […]

    March 12, 2016
  • Lumi Videla

    I saw two women Twins Discussing gamma rays In front of a coffee house Both had boyfriends Also twins Who were purchasing Bottles of clean white air For the journey   Prince had lined up his soldiers On the wooden table In the kitchen of our house They were firing randomly At your palace The […]

    March 6, 2016
  • Young Israeli’s

    I saw these birds Perched on the masts Of the final ships Alive In this land of sand Land Sand Land Sand Alive in this land of sand  

    March 2, 2016
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