Stuart Miller-Osborne

What are you writing about at present? The Generation of 98 have you heard of them? Vaguely They were a group of novelists and poets and philosophers active in Spain in 1898 Lorca was a member I believe That would have been hard as Lorca was born in 1898 Who were the Generation of 98? […]

I sketched for a minute and drew a hunched figure in a cloak The figure was looking into a valley The title of this sketch was Victory Have you written any further poems? Yes There is only one May I see it? It is a slightly mysterious and maybe nostalgic poem But I do not […]

Stephen Masefield Stephen Masefield was a young poet who died in a car crash aged nineteen His imagination was as fertile as it was undisciplined But it was magnificent   The King The King is fond of his games Let us on this occasion indulge him   Blind Language I have always admired the language […]

I was standing under the railway bridge that spanned the road that led towards Westbury The bridge which was part of the Westbury Avoiding Line had been constructed in 1933 but it looked older and more worn I was waiting on the narrow pavement which was opposite the much safer raised pavement But nobody took […]

There is a SPA Near the HAHA Not far from the CINEMA Showing LALA Land  

Decay has set in although it is not yet terminal The station sees more trains these days Which is a small improvement But the neglect of the past still hangs heavily in the air I am in the utilitarian waiting shelter And can sense the railwaymen of the past Remembering the people from this once […]

An angel sat on my bed and watched me dream Later as I held her in my arms We discussed the death of God She was sad and in her vacancy Asked me for help The following day after breaking our fast We began working together in my workshop  

In the foothills of the mountains Zorro was hiding out in an abandoned shack He had been wounded in the last skirmish and had applied cactus juice to his wounds But they were taking longer to heal as he was getting older He was now facing organised gangs They were armed with guns Zorro as […]

My Name is Isabelle owned a dog who was called My Name is Isabelle Whenever she fed her dog My Name is Isabelle wore black gloves The dog associated the item of clothing with the presentation of food One day during an electrical storm My Name is Isabelle bit My Name is Isabelle As a […]

I visited S.W.I.N.D.O.N today and was delayed as I listened to a N.E.G.R.O saxophonist in the C.E.N.T.R.E on the town   Because of this delay I had to wait for my bus in a waiting room constructed in 1.9.8.4 On the free bookshelf I found a book on P.S.Y.C.H.O.L.O.G.Y I located an entry about P.A.V.L.O.V.S […]