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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The Bus Pass – a poem
Well it’s verse not poetry but never mind! The Bus Pass I’ve got myself a wheelie bag bought granny pants and vests accepted that my hair is grey and started taking rests. My smile’s benign when people call but the … Continue reading
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Pigbaby poetry comes to town – don’t miss it – Red Roaster Coffee House
PIGBABY COMES TO TOWN! Their logo not my invention. Heard about this festival just in time, so popped along to the launch and open mic night with Neil Rollinson, Susie Campbell and Brendan Cleary Had a great … Continue reading
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Self publishing – a personal journey.
There appears to be considerable interest in self publishing at the moment and as I have been there, done it and got the tee shirt, I thought it might be useful to share the process with others. I have had … Continue reading
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Moth invasion – monologue
Invasion They crawled into my knicker draw, but drew the line at cotton sought out wooly mittens and chewed them something rotten. Cavorted round my cashmere tops, chomped my knitted hat made patterns in my pink silk frock so that’s … Continue reading
Traditional English Lavender-bottles – a new poem
Lavender bottles Deft fingers pull the purple lavender into neat bundles, soft satin ribbons wander through the stems tame unruly stalks. He ties memories into a bow hands them to me, with a smile. How come he could recall every … Continue reading
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A forest near Toulouse
A forest near Toulouse The mist of mountains brings in tears of rain Where charcoal burners sought to set up home. The forest floor is thick with fern again Their labours lost, their bodies buried bone. Strong men cut trees … Continue reading
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Poem – For love of Jonathan
For love of Jonathan Outside the Old Vic intent on getting a seat in the gallery we exchange sidelong glances a busker’s fingers dance on the yellowed keys, on an old accordion. My companions baggy linen jacket shouts intellectual, the … Continue reading