Stuart Miller-Osborne

We had arrived early at the railway station and waited for our host The day was quite warm with a gentle southerly breeze But what struck me most about this little town was the perfume that hung in the air At first I thought it was artificial but there was no mistake the air was […]

I have a copy of Sator Resartus It is still in a brown paper bag I carry it everywhere I go As it is my antidote to nothingness   Bath 29/03/17  

The bright sea reflects the special light I am standing in your shadow You do not move  

We spent the whole summer in the garden of that railway house The summer had been so hot that it had been almost impossible for us to spend our time anywhere else The house was quite non-descript constructed out of Staffordshire Blue Brick However the garden that we enjoyed was rather large for such a […]

If you proceed to Park Street Railway Station on the edge of the city you will find a passenger footbridge that is no longer used This footbridge is situated at the south end of the station and should not be confused with the other newer footbridge which is nearer to the dilapidated station buildings This […]

A trip down the chalk mines will cost me 3fr 50 I have only 3fr Will this be enough for me to gain entry To the chalk mines And more importantly Will I be allowed to exit the mines?  

I was walking up a hill in my local park listening to Groupie on my headphones. I often did this in my dreams I enjoyed listening to European popular music on my head phones I liked a lot of what Bob Sinclair had recorded but not all I respected a great number of recording artists […]

I had the traditional modesty of a girl-moon and was distressed at my full exposure in the heavens My full charms were there for all to see The darkness no longer protected me So I sought concealment behind a cloud I was bare in the vault of the heavens But the cloud I chose concealed […]

David and Lisa were near the city of Ratisbon They had been exploring the area for a few hours David was carrying a paperback book detailing with all of Napoleon’s battles whilst Lisa was carrying a slim volume of poetry by Robert Browning Do you realise that Napoleon stood on one of these mounds and […]

Some months are tinged with sadness They are easily recognised As happiness seems so far away But as you look into your morning garden She is there and shares her space With the vivid flowers And waits patiently For you to open your eyes   Marie Lou Salazar (1946-1973)   Translated from the Spanish by […]