Running Out of Reasons
Oh, My little scratching pen. And me, a skeleton. Oh, a dreaming plea Me, a trembling tree . *Chorus* */In the gallows/* */Of my garde
Oh, My little scratching pen. And me, a skeleton. Oh, a dreaming plea Me, a trembling tree . *Chorus* */In the gallows/* */Of my garde
Apt at 8 Chubby face Relished maths And Value pasta Tinned tomatoes Wonky fringe
7 Minutes of My Day, Short Story By Anna Grace Du Noyer Mum stress AND Mum guilt wash over me, as I creep down the stairs from the...
A little interview I did with Abantika from HJBooks about my poems, inspiration, how I write and my new book Fear is a Liar. Thank you,...
My book, Fear is a Liar was published today. After such a labour of love it feels somewhat anticlimactic... and a remarkably solitary...
My poetry anthology, Fear is a Liar is published on 23rd June 2020. The date would have been my Mum’s 60th birthday. She died of brain...
For all of the grandmothers and the grandfathers who missed the little tiddlers during lock down. Poem of the week on Tring radio...
Everything is the same by Anna Grace Du Noyer all rights reserved ©️2020 And the day passed And nothing changed. Still Craving just the...
Never one to do things by halves, I launch two books between 23rd June and 1st July 2020. Poems of the Pandemic is launched on 1st July
June, 2023