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)
- World Mental Health Day
- A handful of my poems and pictures for National Poetry Day.
- As autumn approaches – a poem – a visit to Emmetts – bits and pieces.
- Our old coal scuttle – modern haiku and other small poems.
- The Traditional Village Fair in Rottingdean
- Poetry at the Little Chelsea Food and Art Festival in Eastbourne last Saturday.
- Ann Perrin – stage name Ann Field was this really me?
- Up to the Summer Exhibition at the RA
- Poetry for the book ‘Paul Smith by Rottingdean Bazaar’.
- A garden full of roses. News of a new poetry course and other cheerful chatter.
- April and into May – catch up time.
- Nearly time to get back into the garden!
- The magic of Bob Pelham in Marlborough
- Hooray! A blue plaque for Bob Pelham in Marlborough
- Caught in a blizzard – poem
- Cataloging life and poetry
- New Year Resolutions…Oh No!
- Finding the printing press – puppets – poetry – presents
- All Sorts – Ann’s Christmas Eve poem
- Celebrating Winter Solstice in Brighton
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A couple of weeks ago a friend rang to tell me they had seen my name on a playbill on a programme about Morecambe and Wise on ITV 3. My stage name was Ann Field and I do remember Hulme … Continue reading