The hole in the wall
A little boy looks into a dry stone wall and imagines who might inhabit it. Poem with illustrations. A6 softback (postcard size) 24 pages.
Words and illustrations by Ann Perrin
Produced by The Dry Stone Walling Education Project
The Puppeteers Daughter
The poems explore the complexity of life as the daughter of marionette makers and performers. There are poems concerned with life, love and loss, also the seaside, artists, allotments and the eccentricities of life.
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Don’t Throw Away the Daisies (illustrated)
Ann’s poetry covers the big topics of love and death with originality. Take for instance the title poem which is full of surprises yet also wonderfully poignant.
- Here we go Christmas again and a bit lost for words …
- My poem ‘Seeing’ is about problems with my sight and of course a little general chit chat.
- The puppets that went to the Palace and moving to Eastbourne!
- On World Puppetry Day, thinking about the part of my life spent treading the boards.
- Strange times – celebrations – love – loss and poetry
- More life and times of ageing puppeteer, writer and poet.
- My poem translated into Italian – Bluebells – Garden – Memoir.
- March – another month is flying by…
- Emerging from the chaos of 2020 inevitably older but wiser?
- Telegoons – based on The Goon show – their role in my downfall!
- Creativity – lockdown – but everything is the garden is lovely!
- Talking to myself – pictures – poems
- Early summer in the garden. Pictures -puppet – poems
- Memories – VE day in Balmore Street London N.19 and poetry.
- Happy Easter
- The way the brain may cope with self isolation –
- A magical mother – pictures – poems – stories.
- Hands upon hands and so expressive.
- Signs of spring in Saltdean despite wild weather…
- A garden poem and love the marionettes!
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More life and times of ageing puppeteer, writer and poet.
Frankly the reality of realising that I am still alive came as a bit of a shock. Only recently have we ventured out after nearly two years of remaining pretty close to home. We were treated to a lovely weekend … Continue reading
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Talking to myself – pictures – poems
Occasionally its been enough effort to get up, let alone write. But I’ve got a garden and lots of unfinished projects like repainting the shed! But I’ve managed to re-draft a few … Continue reading
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Early summer in the garden. Pictures -puppet – poems
– – The frog pond – translucent wings hover newts wiggle under waterlilies nearby bees fills socks with pollen midges dance in fading light. – – – Hive – Despite honey stocks … Continue reading
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These are Washi eggs that I made on a course at Dulwich Art Gallery. many years ago. First blow the eggs! The egg is covered with one piece of paper cut in a … Continue reading
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Hands upon hands and so expressive.
Started to look at our marionettes hands, always so expressive. In the late 50s with two big productions, one in Blackpool another in Scarborough at the same time, my father abandoned … Continue reading
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Pure escapism painting, photography, singing and puppets.
Recently life has been difficult all round, so sometimes just gather things together to cheer myself along. – – I love taking pictures, but painting is soothing and a good kitchen table activity! Paint and paper is inexpensive so … Continue reading
Welcoming the New Year
Sometimes the unexpected happens even flowers can bloom where they want to. – – I have been writing this blog for nearly ten years. It keeps my creative spirit going and ensures I still take photographs of my garden, allotment … Continue reading
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Christmas creeping up on us!
No tree just branches placed in a pot carried from Les Beaux many years ago. Out of the attic come the baubles, bells. the peg doll fairy, the painted Santa and the sequinned boot bought at Galleries Lafayette, not much … Continue reading
The moon – haiku – the season of goodwill – pictures – my Christmas poems.
Out of the darkness comes moonlight and reflection time to care and share – – The Santa Special train My train to Pulborough to meet up with Mandy Pannet and other wonderful poets was cancelled at the last minute. In … Continue reading
The undercliff walk and a poem about the seaside as a child
The undercliff walk a place to reflect on magic and mystery. – – White cliffs and a cool blue sea when the tide turns it churns up pebbles and cuttlefish lie in sharp contrast. – – – I live on … Continue reading