Antony Osgood lives a skimmed-stone’s bounce from Margate. His first non-fiction book was published in 2020 and a second will be out in 2022, both through Jessica Kingsley. His story Haus des Meeres appeared in BlueNib, September 2020, while the prose-poem All My Darlings Waiting was published by Literally Stories in May 2021. A poem written in a bread queue, called Barrier Nursing, is in the 100 Words of Solitude anthology by Rare Swan (Switzerland). He is completing his third novel. Retired early from academia and psychology, he passes his time with little to show for it.
Antony Osgood’s writing on disability and autism can be found at http://tonyosgood.com/
A great green spindrift sea
Rests whitely on
Smashes a cyanide sky,
Sits smaller than my finger in your mouth.
Carves autumn air
Soothes ship splinters,
Shelters in the crease of your hand.
Love looms over seashore cliffs,
Drags drowned upright
A body against Egyptian winds,
Demands of us
The gifting of your sight.
No more than uninvited guests
Levitate the surf
Toward landfall’s unkindness,
The embrace of harbour walls.
Singers in love with hithes,
Beneath yellow moons
We poured green oil
To fill the lanterns of your shingle songs.
A precipice to Europe?
We are alive like you
Blue Aegean children,
Insufficient, unprized in your tongue.
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