Stuart Miller-Osborne

Preston 1922 We all sat in naked In the Tibor Tea Rooms Eating scones and cream Nobody cared as we were artists And this poem was but a dream   Preston 1923 On the last tram As you sleep I search your bag For your mourning energy Sweet Sad Viola   Preston 1924 I caress […]

Jelly and Gerald(ine) sat in front of the camping coach. Jelly had prepared breakfast and was waiting for the tea to brew Gerald(ine) had hung their clothes on the slack washing line. Their costumes were almost dry and the women were planning a further trip to the beach The lime green limpet trees hung heavily […]

Northern Interchange Written on the stairs of High Buildings Northern Interchange always sit do not descend the windows you see are reflective STATION NORTH Written on the stairs of High Buildings STATION NORTH REMAIN SEATED STAY AT THIS CHOSEN LEVEL KEEP AWAY FROM THE WINDOWS DO NOT BELIEVE IN REFLECTIONS    

The humble buildings are hidden I shall not enter them as I fear reprisals      

As we travel In the fog I think of you Crossing the Bosphorus With me    

The passions of Polly started at the Dehesa de Campoamor for she was a modernist at heart and loved swimming pools    

Pilot K was born in Kyoto in the spring of 1923 From an early age he admired Tiziano Vecellio Otherwise known as Titian He often visited galleries to study the Italian and other great artists Pilot K wanted to be an artist A successful artist Who would travel beyond Japan To Italy and then to […]

Lillith and Danby sat on the grass of the shallow cliff counting poppies In parts the cliff had broken away leaving gaps amongst the sloping vegetation Both women were aware of these gaps but nonetheless sat dangerously close to the hidden voids Lillith was wearing a red cotton dress of the modernist style Danby was […]

Opposite South St David’s Street The Red & Grey army chairs  (Remained Vacant) I had sold the property of their answers   Post  Val  Vona  Sep Hidden In a/the doorway Of that city A/The prison bus waited I had spared its momentum But had sold its (Resting Collection)    

I found a crimson fish on the white sands near Morar it was nearly dead so I offered it to the clouds