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Stuart Miller-Osborne

    • Introduction
Illustration of a bird flying.
  • Pineapple

    I was slowly turning into a pineapple My skin especially on my legs and around my pubic area Was getting rather rough My GP recommended plenty of showers I was in the shower when you rang me from the railway station You wanted to tell me that Venus was exceptionally bright But the frost was…

    January 20, 2017
  • The Rice Field

    Horses Two unnamed horses were leaning over a fence There used to be a railway here I know it was closed down many years ago I suppose the reasoning was the jockey’s welfare Explain Well jockeys are by nature small people And the railway owners were worried That they would have become lost and disorientated…

    January 19, 2017
  • Kaffe mit Rilke

    Today I purchased a book of your poems Smartly presented in a brown sleeve It is called The Book of Hours Sadly all your poems are in German A language that I do not read So I will have to make do and appreciate The beauty of your book As we share coffee  

    January 18, 2017
  • A Visitor from Brazil

    Mike and Pauline were sitting in a coffee shop in Marlborough High Street They had nearly finished their coffee and were considering ordering replacements Mike was reading a book about Wiltshire which had frequent references to Marlborough deep in its pages. The book dated from 1951 and it emitted an almost undetectable smell of damp…

    January 16, 2017
  • Subway to the Beach

    Along the wall of the subway that leads to the beach Many posters may be found Some show women from over forty years ago With Juliet Greco in their eyes Their black hair is cut quite short It is again chic you know to wear your hair And show your neck Other posters more sinister…

    January 16, 2017
  • Winter Notebook

    January Morning As the morning begins to glow The ice moon sinks Below the rigid horizon The sky is now blue grey blue And betrays the month With its brilliance   Birds Black bundle birds Are gathered together On the night branches They await the brittle day   Moon A light breeze cloud Now obscures…

    January 14, 2017
  • Interview (Delirium)

    Interview (Delirium) Instead of keeping a diary Jones April Jones kept the days of his life recorded in tightly sealed glass jars One day his wife gave him a triple fused nut Which he hid straight away as he was ashamed of its deformity   Interview (Delirium) Jones April Jones kept his winter specimens in…

    January 13, 2017
  • Fever

    One of my favourite things after having a fever Is to go out on a winter’s day And feel the cold wind biting into my face Today was such a day Bless you Salisbury  

    January 11, 2017
  • Jack Bill Photographer

    Many years ago I was on a train travelling through the Spanish desert when the woman opposite me asked if I would open the window As soon as I did so she expressed her excess milk from the train I thought little of it until I travelled back through the desert some weeks later Where…

    January 11, 2017
  • Alpine Flowers

    Whilst on an Alpine train we found a poem hidden between two seats The paper was damp and the ink had run but we were able to read the contents   Antonia and I were skating along an Alpine road Which was covered in thick brushed ice Beneath the surface We could see orange flowers…

    January 10, 2017
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