POEM Jamie Osborn

NWR Issue 111

Rehearsal, Lunch Hall

The moon is made of porridge. We are flying to the moon.
Undji and Ritenisa are the spaceship; they make engine screams.
Venaune plays the astronaut, in cool aviators, parka jacket.
Vemuna is an asteroid heading for the Earth:
she’s no control, her eyes are big with fear.
Jamina will narrate. The loiterers point and applaud
when Boboy arrives, with porridge bowl
for helmet, to save us all.
Ujava is the Earth. She drifts, and will not smile.

Jamie Osborn founded Cambridge Student PEN and is poetry editor at The Missing Slate. His work has appeared or is forthcoming in PN Review, Blackbox Manifold and Modern Poetry in Translation. He won second place in the Poetry Book Society National Student Competition in 2014 and was shortlisted for the Jane Martin Prize in 2015.


previous poem: White Poppies in the Hour of Chaos
next poem: The Judge


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