Stuart Miller-Osborne

  • Introduction
Illustration of a bird flying.
  • The Galloping Major

    The Major galloped rapidly across the field of battle On his trusty horse Berry Hall Captain January is at it again what a crazy fellow he is He is no longer a captain He is a Major now What is he doing? He is drawing the shell fire away from our trenches So that we […]

    April 25, 2017
  • The Subject of my Dream

    As I walked along the beach I found a large marquee A barefoot woman of about forty years approached me Would you like an olive? This island is famous for its olives The woman although having the complexion of an islander had the most vivid blue eyes Are you English? I cannot remember my nationality […]

    April 24, 2017
  • The Final Poem of my Journey

    結束新結束

    April 22, 2017
  • Blue

    Thermuthis peeled a small page from the blue adhesive pad that she had purchased at the outward station The girl in the shop had apologised That only yellow adhesive pads were available She asked Thermuthis why she still wrote poetry As nobody read poetry On erotic train journeys   Thermuthis wrote these words on the […]

    April 22, 2017
  • Yellow

    Thermuthis peeled a small page from the yellow adhesive pad that she had purchased at the outward station The girl in the shop had apologised That only blue adhesive pads were available She asked Thermuthis why she still wrote poetry As nobody read poetry On erotic train journeys   Thermuthis wrote these words on the […]

    April 22, 2017
  • 旅程

    機器的末端

    April 22, 2017
  • Coffee

    Why are there no stations on this line? Because none were constructed Only the first and last stations There was not a need for intermediate stations The android smiled as programmed and walked away I was alone again in the white refreshment car My coffee had escaped its cup and was dancing with ease On […]

    April 22, 2017
  • Ink

    Thermuthis dusted her poems with sand She was now alone on the train Only the androids kept her company But she did not require their attention As they did not understand fully The dreams of the black ink That she used when writing About her many journeys  

    April 22, 2017
  • An Unusual Name

    That is an unusual name if you do not mind me saying so But a very pretty one Thank you Thurmuthis was at her most feminine as the two American tourists spoke to her I knew that she was acting as for long periods of time she was a wildcat I should know this as […]

    April 21, 2017
  • Conversation 2046

    Thermuthis and her brother Richard were sharing a bath after a particularly long hike They were both exhausted It had been the hottest summers for over eighty years and there were worries of a drought They shared the bath to be economical with the water that was available Richard looked at his sister who was […]

    April 21, 2017
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Stuart Miller-Osborne

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